I missed a WHAT?!
Jun. 9th, 2005 03:59 pmThis week? The week from hell. Yes, hell.
So it's final's week, I must move out and just a generally hair-pulling aggravating time of year. Unluckily for me, THIS year I thought I had two finals right in a row, then immediately after one I had to go to work (that is IF I finished the final early) and then straight to moving out because I couldn't do it the next day.
So, knowing me, no I didn't start packing early. I still have nearly made it. I even managed to study for the exam that was covering the ENTIRE quarter's worth of Semantics (which everyone agreed he tried to cover too much for one quarter). I got up, I studied, packed some more, was dressed for work to save some time, went and took that final. It was all good. Finished -that- one early. The second one was a bit away, I went to study that a bit more (not a hard class at all) and what do I find out?
It was yesterday.
I somehow missed my fucking final.
So after hearing about this and realizing my folly I walked clear across campus speedily to the teacher's office to see if he was there so I could possibly work something out. Not there. So I trudged back to my dorm and was convinced to e-mail him to see if I could take it tomorrow.
NOW, I have a job interview (FINALLY) for tomorrow at 2pm... so it would have to be in the morning. So I e-mailed him and asked, helped
kaitou_marina move some of her stuff, get back and he's replied already.
I can re-take the final! BUT... He wants it between 12-2pm... 2 being the better time.
Can I cry now? It takes at least an hour and half in GOOD traffic to get to the U-district in Seattle from here... The interview is at 2 in a place I don't know well... And I have the directional sense of a car going in circles. >.<
I e-mailed him back to ask if any time earlier was at all possible (and that I was really grateful for his offer either way).
Now to wait for a reply.
Seriously.
My luck = teh f'in SUCK
I knew today was going too well for some reason...
T.T
So it's final's week, I must move out and just a generally hair-pulling aggravating time of year. Unluckily for me, THIS year I thought I had two finals right in a row, then immediately after one I had to go to work (that is IF I finished the final early) and then straight to moving out because I couldn't do it the next day.
So, knowing me, no I didn't start packing early. I still have nearly made it. I even managed to study for the exam that was covering the ENTIRE quarter's worth of Semantics (which everyone agreed he tried to cover too much for one quarter). I got up, I studied, packed some more, was dressed for work to save some time, went and took that final. It was all good. Finished -that- one early. The second one was a bit away, I went to study that a bit more (not a hard class at all) and what do I find out?
It was yesterday.
I somehow missed my fucking final.
So after hearing about this and realizing my folly I walked clear across campus speedily to the teacher's office to see if he was there so I could possibly work something out. Not there. So I trudged back to my dorm and was convinced to e-mail him to see if I could take it tomorrow.
NOW, I have a job interview (FINALLY) for tomorrow at 2pm... so it would have to be in the morning. So I e-mailed him and asked, helped
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I can re-take the final! BUT... He wants it between 12-2pm... 2 being the better time.
Can I cry now? It takes at least an hour and half in GOOD traffic to get to the U-district in Seattle from here... The interview is at 2 in a place I don't know well... And I have the directional sense of a car going in circles. >.<
I e-mailed him back to ask if any time earlier was at all possible (and that I was really grateful for his offer either way).
Now to wait for a reply.
Seriously.
My luck = teh f'in SUCK
I knew today was going too well for some reason...
T.T