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Ugh ok I'm happy about Supernatural and Gossip Girl coming back for another season, but if Privileged gets canceled while 90210 gets a new season, I'll be very upset. You've been warned, the CW. (Unfortunately, I'm pretty sure this is what will happen. I mean, 90210 was picked up, and I'm fine with that, just as long as it's not in place of Privileged because that show is 10000000 times better than 90210).

Anyways, today was kind of crappy overall. I don't know, I guess it wasn't everything. It was just that we got our quiz and project back in Differential Equations back today, and while I did much better on the quiz than I thought I would (I got a 90), I did way worse on the project (68). And the question I was so proud of figuring out I apparently didn't figure out (even though another person in my group was like "Well I solved it using physics equations and it was the same answer so it must be right!") and we got 0 for that question. And seriously, we spent literally hours on that question, all for nothing. I would have much rather done better on the project because at least we can drop 2 quizzes, but we can't drop a project, and they're worth more anyways. So that's basically been making me depressed all day. I currently have like an 83 in the class, counting the quiz that I'm going to drop. Also, I spent probably about 2 hours studying for the quiz we were supposed to have today, and he was like "Well we ran out of time, so we're going to do this quiz as a take-home quiz." Which ok, yeah, I'll probably do better on it than if I had taken it in class, but at the same time, I spent so much time studying for it when I could have been doing something else like studying for either of the two tests I have this week.

I guess the rest of the day wasn't too bad, but I woke up at 7 AM so I could go to class and go through all that, and it pretty much ruined the rest of my day. Also, in Research in Psych, we started doing some research for our research proposals which are due a week from Thursday I believe, and I'm starting to freak out about that. I kind of have a general topic, but I think it's too general and possibly been done before and I really need to talk to him about it, but I have no time this week, his office hours are during when I have class anyways, and I want to write it this weekend so I don't have to be dealing with it during the week. sigh. But I'll probably end up waiting to talk to him on like Monday. Maybe I can talk to him after my stats class on Friday? I'll have to ask him, I guess.

And now I have a headache and am exhausted. Stupid school. Why is this semester so terrible? I mean, ok, it's not terrible, it's just so much more difficult and there's so much more work than any other semester. Stupid having to take more advanced classes because I've declared my major and am no longer a freshman. Anyway, I'm going to finish making flashcards for my RIP test that's on Thursday. If I finish by 9, I'm going to give myself a break because I'm so stressed out and still upset about the Diff Eq project and watch The Hustler because I'm still randomly obsessed with seeing more Paul Newman movies. Which is maybe not the best idea (if I finish by that time, it would make more sense to start studying for the test so I have more time tomorrow to start preparing for the stats test on Friday), but whatever. I finished my stats lab this morning which was nice (it's always so stressful leaving it until Tuesday night before it's due and then realizing you have no idea how to do half the problems) and I've finished everything I need to do for tomorrow, so whatever. I'll deal.

So yesterday morning the mother of the girl that I hit in the 5-car crash on Thursday came over to my house. I guess the girl picked my picture out of the yearbook and she was able to track me down, or something. She wasn't angry at me or anything, she just wanted to get the bumper of the car fixed because it was slightly dented and she said she felt bad seeing how smashed up my car was, but yeah, so she's going to report it to the insurance company so that means we also have to file an insurance claim, which means that my insurance rates are going up majorly and I'm also probably going to have an at-fault on my record now, because CA laws are ridiculous and if you hit another person's car it's automatically your fault. She'll also have one on her record, but wtf, this is ridiculous. Us two and the guy who hit me are the least at fault for the crash, but we're still going to have it on our records, while the guy who was swerving in and out of the lane and the girl behind him who I found out could've swerved to miss him but instead chose to crash into him are going to get off scot-free. My mom was saying she was glad that the woman found us because it's fairer now, and I'm like "wtf, how is this even fair? I'm not at fault for this at all, I don't care what the law says, and I'm going to have this on my record?" gah.

Yeah, so these past couple of days have just kind of sucked. Everything just seems to be going wrong, everything in the house is breaking, and it's just all... blah. I'm looking forward to it being several months from now, when this is all over.

blah. This week hasn't been going as well as I hoped. The testing was fine, but I've been feeling really anti-social this week so I didn't do much with friends and it's just been kind of... I don't know. But it hasn't put be in a good mood. I'm hoping tomorrow is better. =/

Because of testing, though, I was able to get lots of reading done. Can someone remind me next time my mother gives me books she thinks I would like to actually read them? And not wait like 3 years? Because this always happens. My mother either gives me books for Christmas/my birthday or just because I ask her what books she would think I'd like, and then I don't read them for like 3 years, and then I finally do and I end up loving them. You think I'd learn to trust her judgement by now, right? But yeah, anyways, read The Left Hand of Darkness by Ursula K. Le Guin and Remake by Connie Willis, both of which I really enjoyed, and yesterday afternoon started A Suitable Boy by Vikram Seth. Which, by the way, wasn't the best of ideas, since the book is like 1349 pages long (and I'm not using hyperbole there) and there is a lot of text on each page. But I'm enjoying it so far. I'm just never going to be able to finish it.

( A couple comments on the season finale of Lost )

Uh. Shoes I ordered last week at Nordstrom finally came! ( The shoes )