Well, there was a final today, on friday the 13th. The omens were accurate. It was indeed a totally fucked up final. Normally I would attribute my failure to get it to my own hyperconfident oh-please-like-I-need-to-study-for-statistics attitude, but my classmates who have been banging their head against the material all week also regarded this exam as a nonsequitur. *shrug* Incompetent instruction has been a hallmark of my experience at the humphrey. And is part of the reason I’m less than jazzed about next year. Still, being halfway through, and having legitimately learned alot in the process, I’m reluctant to call it quits without getting my MA or MS or something.