nightmare

Have you ever had that nightmare where you go to your class one day and when you walk in, you don’t have any of your books or anything else. It is only after you sit down that you realize that your teacher is handing out an extremely hard test that you had completely forgotten about? Then, as you look at the test, you realize that you have no idea what is going on and everyone keeps talking to you about how easy it is.

You then, in a panic start to write your name at the top and then read the first question. Then the horrible words spewing forth from the mouth of your teacher:

“Everyone, hand in your test. You’re time is up.”

As you realize that you haven’t written anything except your name, you slowly walk to the front of the room. And turn in your exam. You know that it’s going to get no credit and all you can think about is dying right then and right there. Suddenly a cool breeze comes wafting past. It’s colder than it should be, like someone opened up the door to the outside and some winter winds came rushing in, although you know that it’s not that cold.

Oh great. You’re naked. In front of the class, and for some odd reason, they only now are beginning to notice that you are naked. Luckily, you are in a class of 95% males (I’m a male, so that makes sense) but that seems to make you more nervous because all the guys you know from the class start pointing and whispering… then laughing historically at you.

As you run outside, you see all the girls you ever dated (who knows why they are all in the engineering building) and they all want to come talk to you, somehow oblivious to the fact that you are naked running from a class. After a calm conversation, where you step lightly as to not let them know that you are naked, they then want to introduce you to their boyfriend.

Yeah. Those dreams suck. So guess how my day went today…

Well, I guess this whole story starts on Monday. I hadn’t looked at the schedule the week before so I didn’t know what days I as working. As I gazed on the organization of my life dictated by those who seem to be in charge of even the most minor details of my life such as where I’ll be every morning at 8:15, I found something that I thought might be a discrepancy.

I brought it up with my coworker who makes the schedule.

“Hey, I have a final at 1, and I don’t get off work until 1 on Wednesday.”

“Are you sure,” she replies, “because I gave you Tuesday off for your final on Tuesday.”

A sudden rush of doubt creeps into my mind. I pull out Grete (the handy G1) and start to look up the class website. At the bottom of the Schedule page, I saw in clear, bold letters,

Final Exam: TUESDAY Dec. 15, 1:00 PM - 3:00 PM

It was then that I decided I needed to plan my day to get everything done so that I could get some studying done.

Go to work… check.

Get home and eat

Go to the Service Auction

Be back with enough time to study. Perfect

Well, the Service Auction went later than I expected. I was in charge of getting all the audio set up (which I did and I totally rocked the audio system’s world) so I had to stay till the end so I could put everything away.

I got home at about 10:30. That’s not to late, well, except if you are feeling sick and have a deep desire to go to bed so that you can be alive for the test the next day.

Tuesday:

Wake up, and study

Eat Breakfast

Relax for an hour to calm the nerves.

Head to the test.

To maintain the calm relaxed exterior, Mojo needed some sweet music to rock out to all the way to school. Grete gets plugged in (how cool is she?) and Pandora starts. Well, I must have been listening to some more mainstream (who? Mojo?) calmer music because a familiar, Mojo-wishing-it-was-forgotten song came on the air.

Hands Down (Acoustic) by Dashboard Confessional

Now, why would this song want to be forgotten? Oh, that’s right. It’s the song that reminds Mojo of the first (and probably only) girl to break his heart.

Awesome.

Now to the test itself, let’s just say I didn’t feel as good about it as the last test. And the last test I felt pretty good about… and didn’t do “pretty good.”

Yikes.

I think I may just change my expected graduation date to 2019.

the sky is falling, the sky is falling

Okay, I know. Two posts in one day. What the junk? Well, I thought this was note worthy enough that I couldn't keep my readers in the dark...

I've spent the last while (all of today in fact) studying for an online test that I have. I didn't realize until almost too late that there was a review posted online. This was due to the fact that there was a typo on the email from my teacher explaining about the review.

The exam covers lessons 1-8. Since the exam's objective questions come from the same question pool used for lesson quizzes[ps, internal note... how cool is that?], you can prepare for the objective portion by taking lesson quizzes over and over. There should also be an exam review once you complete lesson 8.

Well, little did he fail to mention was that every time he typed 8, he meant 9. I looked online for the review for a while, and I thought to myself, "oh. Guess there isn't a REAL review, just the lesson quizes." Wrong. Try looking at the bottom of lesson 9 and there is was. Yippy.

So as I spent the entire day studying away, I had to take periodic breaks for sanity purposes. In one instance, I stood up, stretched while putting my hands on the ceiling (heavenly) when lo and behold, my hand went THROUGH the ceiling. Now, I'm not engineer (except a software engineer, but that's besides the point) but I'm pretty sure that hands are NOT supposed to do that.

Note: That hole doesn't seem to fit the style of the ceiling design.

Oh yes, and as we picked at the hole, a load of water started to make its way into my humble abode. I know. Awesome.

I'm just thankful that nothing happened to my laptop, which was sitting almost directly below it as I was studying. I couldn't imaging losing all my notes for my open-note test just minutes before taking it. Oy. Someone is smiling upon me today.