Since Tyson Really Eats Silver Side

I had a slight scare tonight when the lecturer of my final exam tomorrow emailed me to say “I can’t find your marks, you’ve withdrawn, right?” followed by me spontaneously dismantling like an expired crash test dummy. I sent her an email reminding her that, after a particularly bad and frustrating group project experience, I thought I would put my money where my mouth was (or something) and just not do the assignment forfeiting those marks. It sounded like a good idea at the time. In fact, it still sounds like a good idea. Anyway, the matter was settled and she agreed to continue to let me try to pass tomorrow. Actually, the fact of the matter is that my grades even without that large assignment are good enough that if I pass the exam (which I believe is essential), then I’ll pass the subject.

I’ll be so relieved come 14 or so hours when exams will be behind me for another session and I can go back to worrying about more important things like what the hell I’m doing with my life and spending my days walking for one and a half hours to the shops and back because I feel like a cup of earl grey tea.

On the other hand, opening night of TLE is tomorrow, so I’ll have to put off such merriments for a few more days.