Préoccupation

There's nothing quite like that little ball of dread that gathers in your stomach before you meet your doom ( for me, my doom happens to be the Latin test this Tuesday. It also doesn't help that the day before the test all we're doing is watching Hercules. It's like she's trying to keep us from despairing. ) Life in public school is treating me fairly well, but there are still times when I think " Well crap, if I was still home schooled I wouldn't have to bust my butt to get this stuff memorized." And it's also interesting how the classes I take that are kind of an extra ( Musicianship and Latin) are the most difficult. My point here? I don't think I have one. Except that I hate having to stuff things in my head over a two week period for a test that I don't want ( or necessarily need) to take. In a stunning display of raw stupidity I also decided to procrastinate my studying. In doing so I learned a very important lesson; studying is done most effectively when it is not the night before. And that concludes my very jumbled post.