Subject: I just missed the trash

Mood: decaffeinated
Music: this camp song that goes "I'm dead, tired, (something) and lethargic". The original words say "I'm alive awake alert enthusiastic", but screw that

I was trying to throw a KFC box into the trash. It bounced off the rim and hit the floor.

I'm kinda like that right now. Actually, I'm not, but it sounded like a cool metaphor when I wrote it. Don't ask.

Probably going to read some fanfic tonight. I haven't done that for a while, and I feel like shirking school work. A woman in my class tonight said she's "coasting" for the rest of the semester, and that sounded like a good idea to me. Not too much more.

I got a freakin B+ on my psych measurements test. Which sucks, because my undergrad is supposed to be in experimental psych, and I should know this junk. His test was pretty stupid though. One item asked what's the most important thing for a test to have. I said reliability; you can't establish test validity without it. And he's SAID that several times too! Most of us put reliability, but now he's insisting the answer is validity. We all argued over it, and it really became clear this is a chicken-and-the-egg kind of question. But he still won't give us the extra point. He also arbitrarily made one item worth more than the rest, and it happened to be one I got wrong. The whole test just pissed me off.

But I don't care. The semester's almost over, and a B+ isn't going to kill me. LOL! I just typoed and wrote that it's not going to kiss me. Yeah, it won't do that either.

Anyway, time to live on fanfiction.net.

- dj


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