God, low standards. =___=;; Studied most of Saturday and all of Sunday for a 15 minute test in Neuroanatomy. :/ I hate that class so much. I think I hate most classes these days, cause all I want to do is just sit around in lab all day and do research, occasionally taking a break for something fun like Japanese or Sociology. That's the life man, that's the life.
Anyways, I think I may have barely scraped a B- on that test. The most frustration part of it is I could've gotten a lot better if I hadn't changed some of the answers later. I should always trust my first instincts. *bangs head against wall* I shouldn't really be bummed, but I guess I always am.
At least my Japanese interview test today went semi-well. I'm always saying things like "eeto..." in the middle of my sentences but I can't help it, I say them to stall time for my brain to process appropriate verb conjugations. =___= Otherwise jibberish would just tumble out. XD
Speaking of Japanese, what is up with Japanese writers and their suicide fad? O_o We're reading Akutagawa's "Kumo no Ito" short story, and he ends up happily overdosing on something to end his life. Then there's Mishima, who dramatically fails to start a rebellion and commits seppuku (too bad his lover was full of failing at chopping his head off, so somebody else had to do it instead), and then Kawabata follows in the grand tradition of tortured Japanese artists and sticks his head in an oven. What did he have to whine about? He got the Nobel Prize and beat out Mishima.
I'm beginning to think that maybe people would be less depressed if there was more DORIFTO!! in their lives. XD
Oh, and I may be finally meeting up with Phi this week. :D I've known her since freshman year of college when I was still in the X fandom, so maybe we can finally meet up and fangirl together this week! Kyaaaa ~<3
