Well, finally all my exams are over, and the summer has come!
I'm at my place right now, it's kinda muggy compared to Madison, but I'm glad everything is over.
I got to check my grade for Comm Arts 250, and I was super excited to find out that I have scored 96.4 on the final, which I was really nervous because I thought I missed lots of questions. But it turned out that I did a great job on the test, unlike my bad expectations. However, I was soon dismayed to discover I got an AB, because I was short for about 0.7 points. I didn't do as well on the first midterm and the first paper, which I definitely should have put much more effort on. It really felt bad to get my first AB, meaning that my dream of maintaining 4.0 GPA is obsolete now.
As I'll get more grades, my GPA might go lower than that. I really hope I did really fine on speech class which I really hated so that it doesn't bomb my grades.....!
Tuesday, 22 May 2012
Saturday, 5 May 2012
Time shift
Especially during the finals term, I feel my time becomes somewhat elastic. It's such a weird feeling because I know time is a constant thing no matter where I am. A second when I'm asleep in America is same as a second spend awake in Korea, and it's all the same even when I'm in universe. However, exceptions to this absolute truth arises when I go to College Library and start studying. So today, I went there at about 1:45 ish, and I began to study for Sociology final. As I was concentrating hard, like an orange juice, I felt like the clock wouldn't tick for a bit. It felt like the time has stopped, everything is void and the state of my mind frozen. It would continue for sometime, until it became 5'o clock when we head out for dinner.
By the ways, when we were strolling down the State street to get some food, there was this guy in front of Chipotle, laid face down the street and trying to throw up. But the guy seemed so static, that the first I saw him I thought the guy was sleeping there because there was no motion. He was like a corpse. But a close look at him revealed that he was painfully trying to throw up, and there was a good size of crowd watching him. Today, there was a traditional Mifflin st party in Maidson, so I assumed that the guy passed out, because otherwise all his behaviors didn't make sense if he were a rational being at that moment.
Anyways, after we had dinner at Fugu and tasted mediocre food that's covered with a huge dose of MSG, we went to Coldstone and had an ice cream. It was really delicious, and I thought I skip a dinner sometime to taste that icecream again someday. It was that good. Once we devoured huge amount of food, we went back to library and studied little. But at that time, I couldn't really focus, and I'm guessing it's probably due to MSG we had consumed from the restaurant. So we decided to play some ball at Serf, I came back then did laundary, and now it's 11:43. Basically, my time has just flied away from 5... What the heck.
It's really weird how time just flies by and freezes at random occasion. Now it's the finals term, and there's no more time to waste. But still, it's always impossible to study at home, because every single thing could be a distraction to me. 'Oh, there's three empty bottles sitting on my desk. They seem to occupy a lot of space. I guess I wouldn't be able to spread my book out and study. Well, I might as well go to bed now and wake up early tomorrow'. This is how my logic goes. Fail!
Especially during the finals term, I feel my time becomes somewhat elastic. It's such a weird feeling because I know time is a constant thing no matter where I am. A second when I'm asleep in America is same as a second spend awake in Korea, and it's all the same even when I'm in universe. However, exceptions to this absolute truth arises when I go to College Library and start studying. So today, I went there at about 1:45 ish, and I began to study for Sociology final. As I was concentrating hard, like an orange juice, I felt like the clock wouldn't tick for a bit. It felt like the time has stopped, everything is void and the state of my mind frozen. It would continue for sometime, until it became 5'o clock when we head out for dinner.
By the ways, when we were strolling down the State street to get some food, there was this guy in front of Chipotle, laid face down the street and trying to throw up. But the guy seemed so static, that the first I saw him I thought the guy was sleeping there because there was no motion. He was like a corpse. But a close look at him revealed that he was painfully trying to throw up, and there was a good size of crowd watching him. Today, there was a traditional Mifflin st party in Maidson, so I assumed that the guy passed out, because otherwise all his behaviors didn't make sense if he were a rational being at that moment.
Anyways, after we had dinner at Fugu and tasted mediocre food that's covered with a huge dose of MSG, we went to Coldstone and had an ice cream. It was really delicious, and I thought I skip a dinner sometime to taste that icecream again someday. It was that good. Once we devoured huge amount of food, we went back to library and studied little. But at that time, I couldn't really focus, and I'm guessing it's probably due to MSG we had consumed from the restaurant. So we decided to play some ball at Serf, I came back then did laundary, and now it's 11:43. Basically, my time has just flied away from 5... What the heck.
It's really weird how time just flies by and freezes at random occasion. Now it's the finals term, and there's no more time to waste. But still, it's always impossible to study at home, because every single thing could be a distraction to me. 'Oh, there's three empty bottles sitting on my desk. They seem to occupy a lot of space. I guess I wouldn't be able to spread my book out and study. Well, I might as well go to bed now and wake up early tomorrow'. This is how my logic goes. Fail!
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