I might like surprises, but...

It's a wonderful thing to get surprised with something new. I mean, I love surprises. The excitement of not knowing is better than having a ballpark several weeks in advance.

That being said, that carefree side of me only shows up when it's something totally innocuous. It doesn't show up when it's really wondering about classes or grades.

I'm not wrestling with grades right now or anything - I have at least a B in all of my classes - but I don't know whether or not I'll get a final exam out of my required multicultural course. Talk about a waste of life, that course... worst part is probably the literal lack of attention that my class has been getting for the last month. It's an online course so I could justify not seeing it for 2 or 3 days, but thirty-six days and counting? Get real.

Anyway, I probably won't be able to post what I wanted to later since I actually have to complete the mock-up. I've got three projects to finish (in three different paradigms and four different languages, five if I count the one I'm actually writing), and I also have to study for two major class final exams.

Pray for me, if you are so inclined.