TDP again

So yeah, it was TDP. My partner and I were designing a circuit for a microcontroller. We’ve already done our schematic on Capture and we’re ready to make the design for our PCB on Layout. Before we started, I asked a colleague if I could check his work to see if I missed something on the connections (I could’ve made a mistake while copying the design from the blackboard). Then our prof came to me and said in a loud voice, “Why the hell are you copying from [name]?” I told her I wasn’t copying and told her the reason why I was looking at my colleague’s work. My partner backed me up but then she said, “I’ll send both of you out of the laboratory.” God. For the 2 whole years I’ve been on that lab, I’ve never copied from anyone.

Test Scores + Strike 2

Here’s a list of scores that I’ve got from my previous tests:

TDP (Technology Design Planning) written exam: 7/8 (it means I almost got 8 not 0.875)

Elettronica (Electronics) written exam: 5.5 (Passing is 6 :/)

Matematica (Math): 8

Sistemi (Systems): I skipped it :/

I’ve got a few tests to take this week. I hope I pass all of them

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Our class got our 2nd nota last week. What’s a nota? It’s a note that a professor writes on the registry whenever a student commits an offense. Our case is kinda different ‘cos the whole class got it. We got our first one when some of my classmates (and a 5th year student) covered the professor’s table with chalk dust during the break a few weeks ago. What did we do this time? We turned the library into a discotheque. Don’t ask how and why.

Did I mention that if a student gets 3 nota’s he’ll be suspended?

The Girl Next Door…Again

Remember that girl that I used to talk about almost everyday last year? The girl who lives next door (next block)? Let me refresh your memory EVEN IF YOU DON’T WANT TO. One morning while I was waiting for the autobus, I saw this blonde somewhat skinny girl at the bus station. Since that day, I always if not often see her whenever I wait for the bus outside my house. I’ve made eye contact with her a million times a few times but I didn’t have the courage to talk to her. One year has passed and I still don’t know her name. She’s too hot for me and…so I’d rather not bother.

Today, well, we “met” while I was on my way home. She’s with a guy. Two buses arrived: 40 and then followed by 52. The buses pass by my house but the other one takes a different route after that. She took the first bus. For no reason I took the next bus. When I got off, she was standing across the street…