I don't ever study. I think the total number of hours I studied throughout my entire high school career was five hours, if that. This is for two reasons: a) I have no willpower to study by my own choice or by myself, and b) I never had to to make good grades (if I could make an "A" and not study, then why study?).
But I knew that I could do better, so for finals this semester I decided that I would give this whole "studying" thing a shot. And you know what? I think it worked. I studied long and hard with a friend on Friday and with more friends last night for my CP exam (that was at 10:30 AM today), and I feel really confident about how I did.
So, with two finals (well, one final and one presentation down) and two more to go, one of which I can't study for because it's a timed essay over a prompt we won't get until test time, I'm left with only one final to study for: Spanish.
It's at 3:30 PM tomorrow, so tonight I'm working my butt off in the Caf (which Samford leaves open for group/louder studiers until 3 AM) to make sure I know the difference between imperfect and preterite verb conjugations.
This is what stressed looks like:
I hope this "studying" deal pays off.
Faith. Trust. Pixie Dust.
~Jackie
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