Anything that can go wrong, will.
Lately, things have decided to fall apart. Congeal. Stitch themselves back together. Only to collapse at the slightest passing wind.
The Project is done. We have our grades. A measly 70% that dropped each of us .4 of a point. Yes. .4 of a point. All that work for .4 of a point. I am dreadfully amused.
At least there is only two more weeks left of this. Then summer school starts. Oh, my. Well, one day a week for three hours beats 5 days and 8 hours. Maybe I'll actually be able to stay awake for most of the lectures. Instead of sleeping through the half-assed attempts at them nowadays.
The Group and I have started to formulate a plan to make our summer at least a little enjoyable. MetroCon. Three days in Tampa for an anime convention. It should be great, if we can earn up the money for it. The Elders have all ready, partially, agreed to let me go. Overlord said it sounded great, but Overbearing decided that we should "talk" about it later. (Translation of "talk": Wait two weeks and forget about it.) But since Overlord practically runs the show, I'll likely get permission.
Just for kicks, I'm going to include a tally of how close I am to earning the money to go.
Sadly...there's nothing better to do.
MetroCon Fund: 15.99 of the 350 needed.