tests and trumpets
I'm just hanging out with Harold (as in Harold B Lee Library) and decided that perhaps I could post again on my blog and express my feelings about life, or complain or maybe just discuss life. I'm a sophomore now and life is hard. Actually life isn't hard, classes are hard, no not classes, just tests. The times I spend in the testing center are probably the most complicated hours of my life. I have to use my backup brain when I go into that beautiful building. What an oxymoron, seriously. I think that the Grant Testing Center is one of the most elegant buildings on campus, it's one of the older buildings so it has a nice authentic look to it. I especially love the windows they are gorgeous. However I dread going into that building only because I know that every time I go into that building I'm going to come out with a different GPA, either higher or lower but usually it seems like lower. Ok ok so not every test I take is going to affect my overall GPA but sometime