My exam today wasn’t as bad as I thought it would be, but wasn’t as easy as the others we’ve taken. Unlike the others which have been more along the lines of multiple choice or word definitions, this one was all math. I only skipped 1 question, and that was because I couldn’t remember the Roman numeral for 50.

So I finished my exam at about 9am, after 90 minutes of convering micrograms to kilograms and ounces to teaspoons and grains to milligrams. I was the second person done. One girl was pretty lucky that she was allowed to do the exam, since she showed up 20 minutes late. One girl was not so locky, showing up at 8am, 30 minutes late, and was told to leave. I guess she put up a stink with someone, because one of the administrator-chicks came in about 20 minutes later and was talking to our teacher, who pointed to his attendence sheet without her signature on it, and detailed that out of the last 8 days of class, she’d missed about 3 or 4 days, 2 tests and a midterm. She’d also managed to fail one of the last courses as well, and I think barely scraped a passing grade in the other one. I don’t expect her to be back on Wednesday, and honestly I don’t think that she should be if she can’t seem to get her ass out of bed and get to class on time every day. Her excuse for missing the midterm was something like “my baby was teething and I was up all night.” I understand that teething is rough, and that at 18 it’s hard to raise a 3-month old baby, but you’re going to school to learn how to mix and dispense medicine, and it’s not something you want to be missing 2 or 3 days a week because you can kill someone if you fuck up.

I found some really nice afghan patterns online, some of which look like they won’t take very long to make (big yarn, simple pattern), so I may end up making more than 1 for Christmas.

Tomorrow I’m taking Nanny to the fabric store to get some fabric for a coat (that I’m not making) and to the library, and Eddie’s mom is coming in at about 4pm and will be here for about 10 days. Tuffy will be thrilled because we’ll be bringing Pickle over there a few times this week, and he loves to follow her around sniffing her (Pickle prefers to run around, crap on the window sill, and ignore the dog altogether).

I plan on spending the rest of the day working on my afghan and putting the fringe of the scarf I made last week, and taking pictures of them and stuff. I’m going to shower, fill myself with benedryl, and hopefully clear my head a bit. My throat isn’t too sore today, but I’m still having the itchy, scratchy throat that feels like there’s a piece of string hanging out of the back of my nose.

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