i should probably be more nervous.

after all, this is the dreaded exit exam, the be all or end all of whether or not i get to graduate. stupid thing doesn't make any sense. prove you can write? what the hell else have i been doing these last 3 years?

yes, yes, i know. there are people who download their papers off the internet. plagiarism. etc. i've even been accused of doing it once (nope, i never forget ~ and i'm not sure i've forgiven this one either: i worked hard on that paper, damn it!). but there should be some way of inherently knowing...

alright, i'll quit complaining. the thing is, i think i've grown dependant on this journal thingie. every day i touch base with my friends (both those i've met and those i haven't), am let into a little bit of their lives, and choose to fill my section of their friends page with mindless chatter, simply to prove to myself that i still exist. nonetheless, this will not stop me doing it. so there. =P

ok, let's see if i can get that finished before i need to go out in this abominable weather...