End of Session Exams

I have my last exam on Monday morning, then I'm free. I'd be mostly done with college, and next session I can just take whatever classes I like and relax for a bit. Words cannot describe how excited I am... I've never been more eager to sit an exam.

Though I must say this session has been a pretty crap one. It's one of those sessions where I've got every teacher I want... but it's still crap. The subjects we've been studying... omfg. So in psychology--- a subject I usually like--- we studied various kinds of development through the human lifespan. I'm actually so sick of the word "development", and I have no idea wtf we did for the entire session. Like, my teacher was actually great (thinking back), but maaaan the topic we did was a piece of shit. The only thing which I liked was theories by Sigmund Freud, but he was a crackpot.

Then in maths we did calculus and statistics... statistics was okay, and then it was boring as fuck, and calculus was a downhill ride from day 1. Actually, I feel like I did quite well on my calculus exam... I really hope this isn't one of those instances where I think I did so well and then it turns out I got a 60%.

Aaaand there's chem and English left. Chem, I've recently decided to hate. 2 lab reports--- they drove me insane. Oh, and I got shit marks for it. That, plus the fact that I failed the first chem exam--- I don't think I did too well on the most recent chem exam either. Oh well. English? Well, you see, English is usually one of my favourite subjects. And it was. I had a 90+ average in English. Then my final exam on Friday came around. I must say it was the worst exam in my life. I walked out knowing that I was fucked, and I'd totally just ruined my over 90 average. ARGH.

Me + English

I would've had a breakdown and cried by now, but a wonderful, trusty friend of mine reminded me that nobody gives a fuck about my end of unit English exam. It's one out of the million shitty essays I've written for college, and now that this unit is over, it means nothing. That's kind of a depression thought, considering how much effort I put into my work sometimes, but it's also rather comforting at the same time, considering how much I've failed.

Oh, test week is always so depressing. I eagerly await my well-deserved holiday.