Tuesday, November 16, 2004
Pieced off
Today I had a final in ME470. The class is stupid to begin with. Know that first. Next, we have an open book final. And the book is pretty necessary for the final. A friend and I split the cost of books this quarter. I bought 2/3, they bought the other one. The one that they bought was for this class. So I got unintentionally fucked once. Then I go to the bookstore to purchase the book to return it either this afternoon or a few days later. I find the book, they tell me I can't return it because it is a book for this quarter and not for next. (who the fuck cares...I should still be able to return it.) Fucked twice. (the book costs 120 friggen dollars. Fucked thrice.) So I go take the final. Its pretty easy. I get almost everything from the notes, leaving the book in its shrink wrapping to be resold on the internet for minimal losses. In order to get 1/4 of the points on the test, I have to open the book just to get two z-values from statistical tables. JUST FOR THOSE TWO NUMBERS I HAVE TO OPEN THE FUCKIN BOOK! Fucked again...
I'm so pissed right now...I...AAAR
I'm so pissed right now...I...AAAR