Phew, what a day. I had been studying for my Statistics class from 11-3. At 3, we had our final exam. I was really nervous because my grade is undetermined. I needed 134 points/200 to get a B. I am just out of range for an A. I felt confident I did well but was upset that I didn't finish the last problem. Each problem is worth 13 points. *or so he says* I'm pretty sure I did well, unless I didn't calculate something right. I hope I get a B. If I don't get a B, that signifigantly lowers my chances of being excepted into a UC. Its a long story but that B could lock me in or could hinder me. I'll know either tonight or tomorrow, as he said he would post the grade. I know at a minimum I will get a C.

Besides that boring nonsense, the tensions were high between me and Michelle once again. Here is a scenario. I'm laying on the bed. She has a maxipad box on the bed and tells me not to move. So I'm holding still when she is looking for the anti-bacteria spray. She then asks me to look, so I get up. As I am getting up and walking on the bed, the bed is dented downward which makes another part go upward; thus knocking down her box. Nothing spilled but she was pissed that the box touched the ground. I reassured her that NOTHING would happen because no pads fell. It didn't matter. She then gets pissed. Now you would think that 15-20 is enough time to stay mad. LOL, not for her. She typically gets made for around 4-5 HOURS. That's AVERAGE! Sometimes its more. She carries her anger on and on. I apologize, I offer to do stuff, I try to help with whatever, but nothing I could do is ever enough. The anger I could handle, but its her need to strike revenge that really gets me mad. I almost always *and she knows this* that I only stay mad for about 10 minutes. I usually don't have her make it up. I always say, "I'll let it slide. Just next time let it slide when I screw up, because I will screw up". So anyways, I get really fed up and tell her it is really really over. At the time she is like, "I don't care" So she eventually falls asleep and I end up playing 9 hours worth of "Civiliation". By that time, it's 8AM, time for college. It's a game that you either become obsessed with or your bored of it after 1 minute. I end up forgiving her much later.

The last thing I wanted to write about is how paranoid I have to be while writing my entries. The last 3 times I wrote, I had "friends" stop by and talk to me and I didn't even see them coming. To many angles to watch. Luckily, the excuse "I'm reading my friend's diary" works. Or atleast I think it does. Well that's it. I'm off to chatting.