Oh yeah, I forgot to rant about me failing a test. How dare I forget!

So yeah, I went to see Dr. Tatum speak and such. That was cool. So cool I totally don't feel like talking about it.

I get back to school and I decide to take the History test just so I wouldn't have to take it Monday. Bad idea. Horrible idea. That test will surely get me a suspension.

The first few question were OK. I mean, we never talked about most of them in class, but common knowledge saved the day. Then I get to the short answer section, which is basically 8 pages from a 10 page test, and just...Died. I mean, that was crazy. All the questions in that section I had no idea what the answer was. None. Never before had I been so ashamed. I felt like the whole world knew I knew nothing on that test.

Thinking back on it, the reason I didn't know the answers was because the questions were about Medieval England. Cool and dandy, yeah, but guess what? We weren't studying Medieval England, we were studying CHRISTOPHER COLUMBUS! What was that?! Good God! I didn't notice this until last night when I was getting together the arguments I was going to make when I get my F.

Of course, we had a packet on England, but that was the first week of school. And, I'm not going to study something that's not on "Pre-Test Jeopardy". If it's not on Jeopardy, then 100 times out of 100 it's not on the damn test. I must of experienced a freak of nature type thing then. I mean, Jeopardy outlines everything for the test! What the hell?

Cramps suck.