Low points in my finals career:
Spring, 2004.
Wake up 20 minutes after the final started, fight traffic on 112th, and arrive with an hour left to take the final. Fortunately, Vanison is a god among men, so it took me about half an hour to finish it. Come home, realize my clothes are on inside out.
Winter, 2005.
At the beginning of my general chemistry final, the low battery light comes on my graphing calculator. 49 questions to go. Not looking good. I make it, but only by doing a lot of multiplying/division by hand.
Winter, 2006.
Biostats final at 3:30. Kickin ass, done studying by noon, mess around and do other work until I leave for school. After a slow walk on a wonderfully sunny day, I realize I left my 4 pages of notes at home under my keyboard. The point of notes in this class is that there are too many long, complicated formulas to memorize, so we can write them down and bring them in on the tests. I talk to the teacher, tell him I left my notes at home, try to have pathetic expression on face.
"Hmm, you should probably go get them."
"Yeah, um, I live a 30 minute walk away from campus. One way."
"Better hustle then."
I guess I don't know what I expected him to say. I guess I expected him to think of something I didn't. So, I ran home (halfway, actually, then walked breathlessly the rest), grabbed my notes, and made it back with an hour to go. And I'm fighting a cold. I thought that walking to school everyday might put me in good shape, but I assure you it doesn't. Anyway, that sucked ass. I still finished before some people, which freaked me out and now I'm sure I did something wrong. I must have missed a page. Bah.
At least I got off work hella early. I'm not someone that uses hella a lot, so you know it must have been pretty early. That rocks, though, because my legs are freakin' killing me and I'm tired as all hell.
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Aw man, you poor bastard! You shoulda called us, we could maybe have worked something out. That sucks... well, heck. I demand you let me buy you a beer. Demand, I say. ;-)
There's only one equation you ever need to know:
F = ma
You can derive all other formulae from this one. FACT. Tell your biotstats prof to suck ass and make way for a newly opened can of Differential Newtonian Whoopass.
F = ma
m = E / c^2
a = dv / dt
dv/dt = ds^2 / dt = a
F = (E/c^2)(ds^2 / dt)
delta E >= h bar / delta T.
delta F = (h bar / delta T) / c^2 (ds^2 / dt)
In layman's terms: AHHHH! NO! IT'S ALL OVER! AHHH MY FACE!!
Not to alarm anyone, but maths don't lie. Head for the mountains. Now.
-Duncan
I'm sorry to hear that. I wish I was awawke last night to talk to you about everything. I hope your finals today and Thursday go better. Fret not, for you have an amazing Spring Break already planned for you. I can't wait to see you! (I'm hella excited)
Love, Anna
Might I recomend this new work out I tried. It's about two years long so far and you have to leave the country, but the results are pretty good. And it's better than free! :)
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