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Stupid exams.

I think I just failed another exam. Which would mean I failed math. Greeeeeaaaat. Now I get to take it over again. Wow, I'm so excited, I could just scream.

I hate math.

But, it's over. Only one more exam to go, and I'll probably fail that one as well, unless the instructor takes pity on me and gives part marks for my attempts to answer the questions. Bleh, statistics.

Oh well...

Going Christmas shopping today with Jo. I have a vague idea what I'm getting for people - which is a lot better than having no idea. At least I can try to figure stuff out.

I think I'll try to work on Seeds of Love either tonight or tomorrow. It needs to be worked on. I've started on part four, but it's going to take a while if I want a lemon scene in there. So... I'd best get working on it. I want to finish this fic!

I'm basically just scribbling down ideas for my original fic, but I am very much taken with the plot. I think it'll be fun to write, and hopefully at least a couple of people will like it.

Other than that, not much to report. I can't wait to get out of the house because that stupid exam dragged me down, mood-wise. I'll feel happier hanging out with Jo and NOT sitting around moping.

Hey, if I have to take math over again, I can probably sign up for it next term - since that computer course I'm in might be cancelled anyway. Then my parents will be happy - as long as they don't find out that the math I'm in is the same one I took the term before.

That's something to think about, anyway.