Placement test #2......ow!

See the subject. Owies. Math. Fried brain because it = algebra. Fractions/variables. Ow. Anyways, I got there. I took the right bus getting there because it was the Cheshire's Taxi Service. Not exactly a bus, but it'll do. No biggie. I get to the admin building to find out where the test is, and get lost by going down a couple of long hallways. Finally, I get to it. Well, the proctor in charge says enter your social security number on this green sheet. Enter all the fields with the red asterix only. Well, one of them said student ID #, and I didn't realize that was supposed to be my social security number because that's not what she said. A total of 27 questions and my brain started to hurt after the first 5.....

The end of the test rolls around, I go home. Try to, anyway. Get on the 23 instead of the 85, making the wrong stop.....so I get off @ Bascom and wait for the 85. I get home, then start playing Pharoah, an addiction started by someone we all know & love, misdev. About a quarter of the way through the mastaba building, the phone rings. My girlfriend Anarchy, tells me to get off the game and online. I get online with a grin, dispite the fact my brain hurts.....Eat lunch, post things, and update the journal. More to come later, I think.

Damn you, christophine! This one's your fault.

I was so not intending on this result....:

TO-DO-LIST: You mainly use your LJ to keep track of
things you have to do, which, trust me, is NOT
what people normally use journals for. The
brutal truth is that nobody really cares that
you have to go pick up your laundry on 6th
Avenue at 4:00 and that you need to remember to
pick up peanut butter from the grocery store.
Try writing about something interesting (and
personal) for a change.


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