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Thursday, March 1, 2007

Invisible Girl

I'm sorry!

I know I haven't posted in a very long time, and I'm sorry. I know you have all been sitting on the edges of your chairs, biting at your fingernails, just craving another post from Justine. I'm sorry to let you down; it won't happen again.

Well, it might.

Actually, it might happen right now.

I really don't have much to write about.

My professor did not find my statistics assignment. So what he did to make it "fair" for me, rather than taking off marks that I don't deserve to lose because I handed the assignment in, even if he has no record of that ... What he did was take the three percent that my assignment would have been worth and tack it onto my midterm exam.

So, basically, my assignment didn't count for anything, and instead of being worth 35% like it says in the syllabus, my midterm was worth 38% -- great if I do awesome, not so great if I fail.

So I get to my exam and there are ... only 28 questions. Thirty-eight percent of my mark. Twenty-eight questions. Okay.

Anyway, I ended up getting seven questions wrong, giving me a 75% and losing me 10% of my overall mark.

I later found out that the class average was only 74%, so at least I beat that. I felt better after he told us that.

Oh!

Zan and I baked a cake! From scratch. It was a terrific cake with three layers of vanilla cake with a strawberry-strawberry jam mixture in between each layer. And we whipped the cream ourselves! It was a lovely cake, and I wish I could show you, but Mr. Blogger apparently isn't being nice to me for some reason and he won't let me attach pictures to this post. I will try again tomorrow or something, see if he will let me then.

Other than that, I don't think anything très excitant has happened since my return to the "windy city." That being Winnipeg, not that other windy city.

I want to see The Number 23. I think it will be good. I mean, obviously the whole story, the whole part of the movie that has to do with the number 23, I don't think that will be good. But the movie itself -- as something to entertain me -- and Jim Carrey and his acting and just the fact that it's a scary movie with a trailer that actually looks decent for once ... and Jim Carrey. I think that it will be good, and I don't care what you guys say.

Well, I care what some of you say.

But don't you think it will be good?

I sure hope so. One day when I get some money, I would like to see it.

On a related topic, I may have a summer job. I won't talk too much about that now, because it's not a for sure thing, but it is out there. Oh, it's out there. So wish me luck!

[...Good luck, Justine!]

4 comments:

Anonymous said...

justine-louise Wow!Your Extra News here!★※★

Justine said...

Ohhh-kay...

Anonymous said...

Hey Justine! You're HILARIOUS! I love to read your blog because it always makes me laugh. It's a piece of Justine to keep with me while you're gone! Keep being the funny, cute, and creative you!
Miss ya!
~Carrie
P.S. I have library adventures all on my own now!

Justine said...

Carrie
I miss our library adventures, lol. And that talking elevator. The elevators here don't talk to me, I don't think. At least not in res. Our library- the main one- only has three or four floors, but I've never had to go past floor two, so I always just take the stairs. It might talk.
Thanks for the comment!
We shall get together when I come home. :)