So me and a couple of the guys went out and got a couple irish car bombs. great night. Next day though, it was back to the grind. The instructors were claiming that the core 2 test was harder than core 1, which i took to heart, cuz i take everything to heart. Had me worrying again. But i literally finished all the homework for core 2 the week before cuz we bs'd in class for about 4 hours a day out of the 7 hour work day, so there was nothing to do but get ahead. So i went ahead, and then we went over the stuff that week, which made sense to me, cuz i already went over it. I ended up just making flashcards in class to help me study, cuz i wasnt getting anything from the class- and lets face it, its 8th grade material. I was a little bit more lenient on the study musters that week, cuz i cant make people study. They know i know the material, so you would be stupid not to come to the study musters so i could help you out if you were having trouble. a lot of people failed the first test too, so why not try to do better? I can only open the door, i cant lead people through. So we studied that week a little bit and took the test on Monday again. Our instructors told us to ask questions during the exam if we had any. i had 5 questions to ask, but i only asked 4 cuz i felt like 5 was way to much. I ended up getting 1 wrong and scoring a 97. I was second highest in the class. As long as i didnt screw up the final week, i had the advancement secured. I was pumped. Once again, it was party time.
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