The Winter-Mini Semester

The Winter-Mini Semester. It seemed like a good idea at the time. 
That seems to be my new motto. It seemed like a good idea at the time. How sad is that? I Have amazing ideas and they are rubbish? Really? This was supposed to further my education and save me heartache and grief and brain cells. Oye. 

Ok, so before I continue with the rant, I suppose I should state what exactly I am ranting about. Ok, so at my school and I think at schools nationwide, we have this thing called the Winter-Mini Semester. It is basically an entire semester's worth of information in two weeks. 


So, me in all my brilliance decided that since I am simply horrible at maths, I would get one of my math requirments out of the way in two weeks instead of 3 months. EXCELENT IDEA!!! <---- I was saying that to myself. But now, in the midst of "do a 7 section chapter and a quiz before midnight" while my parents and sister are forcing me to clean and watch tv with them I think I was insane. 


No, I KNOW i was insane. 

When the course is over and done with I might say it was worth it... Eh, I probably will. These two weeks will be hell, but then I will be DONE with math, DONE DONE DONE!!!!  And that makes me happy. 


So in other words, I am slowly going insane.