Today was the first real round of finals. I had a final last Friday, but that class was a joke. I needed a D+ to keep my grade and I took the final like I only needed a D+. I was the second person to hand in their test.

I had the hardcore finals today though. BUS 162 and BUS 161B. The 162 final was easier than I thought it would be, but I think I’m missing something. I turned that final in 30 minutes after it was handed to me. The 161B final was just as I imagined, hard as fuck! I know I missed at the very least 5 on the multiple choice section and I know I did not ace the essay part. I say fuck it. All that matters is that I don’t need to retake the class. When I really think about it though, even if I had to retake the 161B class, I would love to have private tutoring sessions with my teacher.

At least this semester’s final is going a lot smoother than last semester’s. Last semester there was this lady in our group project that was being a little bitch. My group was working last minute to get things done and out of nowhere, this lady sends everyone an email and says that she is lost on the project and won’t be in class for the group project. Her bullshit reason for ditching out on us was because she can’t work on shit at the last minute and that she was sorry. Fuck you!!! I can accept failing because that is your own fault, but flat out leaving and not contributing shit can’t be made up for.

Here is the way I see finals or any test. This is the way to show your professor that you are not dumb as a box of rocks. There’s no way you can fail if you show up to class. No room for regrets.

Here are my predicted grades for my semester of relaxation:

BUS 140: A+; 99.25%

PHIL 186: B; 85%

BUS 161B: B; 86%

BUS 188: A; 92%

BUS 162: A-; 90%