Today was my final exam of the semester, and also the most difficult and the one I was least looking forward. Boy, I had no idea! Seriously, Satan manifested himself/herself/itself in my Cataloguing II exam.

Apparently, since my Database Searching class was cancelled the exam was at 11, or you could come later at one to take it. I didn't know this until today, at 11:23. When I came back from my tutoring session, I phoned up to Fuckwit's room to tell April that it was at 1, and not 1:30 [our regular class time]. Fuckwit not so nicely told me that she was on her way down, before hanging up without saying goodbye. Sheeeeesh.

There were only 6 of us who decided to take the exam at 1. We didn't go into the room until after 1, waiting for the others to come out. But they didn't...they technically should have been kicked out at 1, and had the customary two hours. But nooooo, my prof let them stay. And stay some of them did! In fact, some stayed until 2 or 3, and the prof did nothing about it.

We had to catalogue 3 items, a map, a record, and a multimedia kit. In two hours. Since we came in at 1, we only got two friggin' hours while the rest of the class got 4 if they wanted. That was totally not fair, and if I hadn't of finished the exam in just under the cutoff time I would have bitched royally.

*sigh*

At least it's done, even if it wasn't done well.

So I'm done classes, and Monday is my first day of field placement. Tomorrow April and I are going to hop on the bus and find her placement, then on Sunday it's mine.