Criminal Masterminds

Can I just go away now?

My rival is Neanderthal, it makes me think
Perhaps I need a drink
IQ is no problem here
We won't be playing Scrabble for her hand I fear
I need that beer
Source

I've been back for two weeks and now I just want to die. I officially hate Chemistry; for no reason whatsoever it doesn't make sense. It does when I'm doing the problems and when I explain it to CaLyn or Rachel, but then I sit there and do the test and I blank mentally. Am I happy with my grade there? No. Will I improve it? Yes. Although, part of me wants to say, "Screw it. I'll take this next year," and drop it for next semester. I've never dropped a class before, but if I did drop one, I'd do that one.

I think Peterson has a plan to kill me. Two theses due next week in addition to a pointless and mind-numbing project. Shoot. Me. Now. I'm not sure what hell he has in store for Psychology but I'm sure it won't be as bad as Euro. At least, it better not be.

I'm going to work on Stats this weekend so I'm caught up and therefore don't have to worry about that class for a couple weeks. It's probably an awful way to work through the class, but the past two weeks have been hellish.

I will also be present for every class every day next week for the first time in five weeks. FIVE. The reason for this is only because Deebs and I (what I mean by "we" is "Deebs with Kara's imput") managed to convince Pritschet that it was insane to have a tournament next week. Of course, Pritschet appears to be alive, I have no idea how this works other than Pritschet's only teaching German and has an aide; after all, he's been gone just as much as Deebs and Deebs is barely walking. Of course, this could be empirical proof that the entire Pritschet family is some form of an alien race. Still, I want to be alive too.

Oh, and the SAT IIs are tomorrow and I'm so majorly screwed for the Chemistry section it's not even funny.

I really don't mean to bitch this much. In fact, it was only after I read it after it was posted that I realized this sounded bitter and cynical. In general, I am happy, as well adjusted as I ever was if slightly more apathetic, but I'm just exhausted and this is what happens when I'm exhausted. Sorry, everyone. I really am okay.

posted by Kara @ 8:04 PM