September 30, 2002 :: 2:27 p.m.
the author of my Statistics books is one Mr. Sa Tan
Monday is an evil, evil day. It is Friday's horribly twisted twin. I wish to inflict burning torment on it. Grr.
So basically, I don't like Mondays. Hey, unintentional Tori nod. Heh.
All I've really done today is take a Digicom test, which wasn't as hard as I was expecting. Adam and I started to work on our Statistics, but dammit, it's so hard. I'm so confused. And I'm really trying to understand it, which just makes the fact that I have no idea what's going on even worse. But Adam's lost, too, so I guess it's not entirely my fault. I'm meeting him at 3:30 to go see Dr. Lyons for help. Please help me, Dr. Lyons. I'll give you a cookie.
I have French tonight, which is exciting. I like my French class. Madame Bowley is one of the nicest, funniest teachers I've ever had, and hey, it's the class I'm doing the best in. Well, it might be tied with English, but I dunno. Now if only I could swap some languagey goodness for some understanding of math... but alas. I am doomed to be painfully confused by any and all math above a middle school level. Meaning anything harder than plain algebra. Feh.
Adam is probably getting his car tonight, which is fun. I'm jealous. Damn him and his pseudo-roller skate car! But that's okay. I've had my time with a cute roller skate car, and now it's his turn. This just means that he'll be doing most of the driving for a while, because he gets to park in the Red Lot, which is a hell of a lot closer than the Gold Lot. I still haven't figured out their system of classification on that one.
All right, friends, I'm off to crunch more Statistics into my poor little brain. Adieu.
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