"I'm really dejected right now...life is bitter for me..." my dorm neighbor moaned yesterday afternoon after the horrid, horrid math midterm.

And you thought calculus was hard. No actually evil theoretical math is hard. Not to mention CS...especially trees. Quite satanic.

Well, on top of which, I have another impending identity crisis. Oh and not enough food. It's strange though yesterday--after months of trying to open a tightly sealed Snapple bottle of lemon iced tea, I succeeded. Basically, that was my only success yesterday. A true triumph.

My midterms' scores are pretty bad. I almost beat the median for math, which was a low 40/100. I beat the median by a few points on the CS midterm. Just a few points...
Then I technically failed a sightsinging quiz. I could sense the disappointment from the music instructor when in my moment of "shining" performance, I barely moved beyond a third. *squeak*
Oh and not to speak of astrobiology. I beat the median by only two points on my midterm.

Depressing really, but usually I am not anxious about academic stuff. You know, I am worried about the wrong stuff. For example, worrying (or worrying) whether I should leave the can of V8 on my desk for one more day...