Fail

May 21st, 2010

So, remember that big huge final I was taking Thursday morning? Yeah… it did not go well. Actually, it didn’t even go.

I was hyperventilating in the hallway when my professor came to get me. I made it two feet inside the door and started bawling. He sent me home.

I feel bad for wasting the professor’s time, and embarrassed that I’m having so much difficulty with this. I’m so used to school coming easy for me - even the so-called “hard” classes. I have some kind of mental block about neuroscience, I guess.

So anyway. I get another shot at it next week. I feel like I should get my professor a present after this is all over, to say thanks for taking all this time to baby me along. What do you get a professor, though? All I know is he has horses and likes beer. Maybe I will bake him some cupcakes or something.

AFTER I spend the next four days studying, that is.