It seems I am remembering and comprehend more of this stuff than I realize. Or so it appears while I'm in class. While the instructor is lecturing, I follow along and have no problems understanding the point he is trying to get across. It isn't until I get home and try doing the homework that the confusion monster rears it's ugly head and hisses at me.
I have my next test Thursday (although I have the option to take it tomorrow night if I go into the school). After that next Tuesday is lecture and a week from Thursday is the final.
Eeep!
We were lectured tonight on material for the final, and we will have next Tuesday's lecture. We have a practice test for the final, so we should be able to get a good grasp on what we need. Of course that does not stop me from wetting myself at the thought of the final being that close and my study time rapidly decreasing.
TUMS... must get more TUMS.
And beer. Scratch that, make it chocolate ice cream.