About face!

Oh, how a mood can change over the course of a day. So I study my ass off all weekend for this Finance test. I go over all of the notes, the practice questions on the Internet, read the textbook, memorize the formulas and learn how to do the problems backwards and forwards. I couldn't have done anymore.

I decide to stick to my 'betterment of Jenna' and don't even skip Info Systems. Do a presentation in front of the class while picturing the hot guys naked. Mmm... Go home and study some more. Head to school.

That's where things turn. Saw a horrible car accident on the way. Four car pileup. The cops and ambulances were just getting there. There was an old man walking around with blood dripping down his face and into his eyes.

It's a sign, Jenna. It's a sign.

The test went horribly. If I could get points for creativity, I'd get 100%. Nothing I had studied was on it. No similar problems, nothing. So I'm hoping he'll grade mine before Friday so I can figure out whether or not I failed it and whether or not I need to drop this course.

Now I'm cranky. AND, I have to get up at 6:30am to take my car to the garage. Arrrrgh...