Done!

So, I officially finished spring semester today! The grammar exam only took one hour and 45-ish minutes to complete, and I was actually the third-to-last person to finish, so apparently I'm a slow test-taker... or just didn't study very well.... But I betcha I got most of the questions right. Luckily, the test was pretty straightforward. I say "luckily" since I neglected to even look at the actual study guide for the test until about 15 minutes before (she had given it to us a few weeks ago, and I had stuck it in my folder, where I promptly forgot about it) the hour. I had studied all morning and last night from my own notes and the homework, but it would have been helpful to have the study guide as a reference. Oh well... I still think I did quite well. And I KNOW I got one question right, because I asked her afterwards if I could see the diagram, and she had done it the exact same way as me! I'm sad I don't get to keep my tests from the class for my school portfolio, but I guess I can always go back and diagram the sentences again (she gave us a take-home sheet, which I still have, he he). In fact, I'd probably better do that soon, before I forget EVERYTHING I learned about diagramming (wait, what's a "slanty" line for? My mind is going...I can feel it....).

To assist my mind on its path toward implosion and the emotional purging which typically takes place after the end of a semester, I watched "Cars" for the first time when I got home. My reaction? Meh. (That seems to be reaction to a lot of films these days) It wasn't anything special. Although I did enjoy hearing Paul Newman's voice coming out of a car. The truck was also kinda cute. But the whole romance/redemption/fictitious creation of a world inhabited only by cars thing? Meh. "Ratatouille" and "The Incredibles" are much better in the way of Pixar films.

As for my other pursuits, I am doggedly struggling to finish reading "Extras," by Scott Westerfeld, just so I can say once and for all that I read the entire Uglies series in less than two months. They're really starting to wear on me, showing up in my dreams and my thoughts far too often, so let me know if I start saying dorky, futuristic things like "Check out that scary-making ride - it's totally kick!" and "I'm not feeling very bubbly today, Mama-chan."

Speaking of rides, I noticed that the Orem Summerfest carnival is all set up... in PROVO. The parking lot of the Albertsons at the bottom of the hill, to be exact. My first reaction was, "Wow, what a nifty way to create tension between people who want parking spaces to shop at Albertsons and people who just want to go to the carnival. AND people who just want to drive down the hill from Orem to Provo" (i.e. ME). My second reaction was a tie between "Wow, that Ferris Wheel is reaaaaally close to the road. Seriously, someone could fall out and land right on a car's windshield!" and "I bet wonder how great the view of the top of Albertsons is." My third reaction was, "Where's the freakin' star machine? The only ride worth the price, and I don't even see it!? So totally bogus."