Virtue by Comparison

My girlfriend works at a hospital, she's a pathologist, so often she is required to stay overnight in case there are people who need emergency blood work etc done. Yesterday was one such day, and so this afternoon, when she finished, she came over here. She's now occupying my futon. I started out in there with her, but eventually I got restless as I, on the other hand, got a full night's sleep, and so I got up for a little bit and dicked around on the compie.

But, of course, not being one to want a girlfriend to be lonely in my own house, I crawled back into bed.

And got slowly nudged out. This girl really knows how to sleep using an entire bed. Anyway, so here I am, back on the compie, cause there's really nothing better to do, and I don't wanna wake her up cause she worked hard all night.

We're going to a dinner party at Bryan's tonight, I guess a bunch of people are coming. He's living by himself these days now that Nicki and Amanda have gone back to their respective countries, so at least there will be plenty of space to move around and sit and talk.

I got the results back yesterday from the Japanese Language Ability Exam that I took back in December. Why it took three months to process the results of a Scan-Tron test is beyond me, but oh well. Before I took the test, I hypothesized that my score would most likely be painfully close to passing, I could sense it well before I even took the test. After taking it, I felt the same way. I took a practice test the day before and I got 58.5%, which is 1.5% shy of passing. So when I opened the card, and looked at the score, I can honestly say I was in no way surprised.

233/400. 58.25%. So, it looks like I'll be taking the test again in July, and really going for it. If all the half-assed studying I did brought me that close to passing, if I really button down and actually attempt to master the material, I figure I can pass with a pretty decent score. Not that I'm trying to rationalize the failure, but even if I passed with a 60%, there really would be no real sense of accomplishment at passing with a D----. If I'm gonna pass, I want it to be like all the other tests I've taken in my life and pass with flying colors.

So, here's to studying more. Vinnie, who I ran into at the test place, turns out to have gotten a 49%, and Richard, who I went with, got the worst of the three of us with a 45%. So, at least I know I was the best among my friends. Not that virtue by comparison really counts for much.