catybird
got a C+ in my American History class.

To be fair, my grade is composed of three written tests and one 6 page paper.

But my TA can go climb a freaking cactus. I’M SO SORRY YOU’RE A GRAD STUDENT AND YOU HATE YOUR LIFE BUT SURELY YOU REMEMBER WHAT IT’S LIKE TO TRY REALLY HARD YOUR FIRST SEMESTER.

Mini rant done.

Adventures in being independent: chapter 1
Today I walked around campus for a bit BY MYSELF. Took some placement tests, and I'll know by today (Friday) whether or not I'm retarded and completely incapable of retaining basic algebra II skills.
Tomorrow I move into my dorm. I have a feeling it's going to be pretty chaotic until Saturday, when I go shopping with Sarah to get a shelf, storage bins, and possibly a mini fridge for me and my roomie to share. Hopefully Dad will loft my bed without any trouble so that I can store all my crap on the floor underneath for the night...
The only thing I'm genuinely worried about is my ability to get into my bed without a ladder.
Short girl + no upper body strength = pitiful excuse for a human being
I will continue this series during particularly productive days...