Eww, a C.

Get it away! I almost always come out of a test thinking that it kicked my butt and that I'm going to fail for sure. I almost always end up with a B or an A of some sort, so I don't know why I always do that. And then there's this french test that I got back today. C+. I'm so accustomed to fearing the worst and doing decently that I'm shocked to actually get a C. Granted, it's a 77% and close to a B, but still. The listening part totally kicked my ass, and that's the part one can't really study for. I'm annoyed too, because I just know that it brought down my class average, which seems to be an 87% after this test. Not that GPA is all that important anymore, but I don't like to do less than my best. Grumble grumble, whine moan grumble.

At least it's Friday. Maybe I'll go see Wallace and Gromit tomorrow, though I do so wish I had someone to go with.