It's that special time of the month again. That magical week that is only seen in December and then again in early May, finals week. I've spent the past month finishing papers and completing final projects and I am wiped. I mean completely spent and I still have three more finals, a portfolio, and a case of beer to get through. I keep telling myself all I have to do is get through all of Thursday and then I can "do stuff", rest up on Friday, and then be fully prepared for the Holy War on Saturday.
Today started off with a bang! A 9am literary background exam in which I had to write three essays by hand in those wonderful blue booklets. I had two hours to complete my final and I spent the first twenty minutes of it picking at my split ends and wondering if I would actually sleep in my own bed tonight (I am because Ritzy wore me out). Once I got my brain in order I worked past the hand cramps and knocked out three more than decent essays and still had fifteen minutes left to spare. Everyone told Patti to have a nice break, but all I got out of him was a "See you on Thursday." Having the same teacher for multiple classes can have it's drawbacks. After leaving my final I went over to my office job and stuffed envelopes for a few hours so that my bosses would remember that I still worked for them.
Even after envelope stuffing I was still home before 1pm and so I decided to take a nap. I put on Airplane! and tried to close my eyes in between scenes. Nap time was only a mild success so I decided to clean my apartment (something I've desperately needed to do for a while). I cleaned the shit out of half of my living space. And I mean cleaned. I mopped and you really have to get in a vacuum and dust stuff before you run a mop over cheap hardwood floors. I have one more room to clean before I allow anyone to come through the door, but I have most of tomorrow to do it before I go into my Shakespeare final.
Today started off with a bang! A 9am literary background exam in which I had to write three essays by hand in those wonderful blue booklets. I had two hours to complete my final and I spent the first twenty minutes of it picking at my split ends and wondering if I would actually sleep in my own bed tonight (I am because Ritzy wore me out). Once I got my brain in order I worked past the hand cramps and knocked out three more than decent essays and still had fifteen minutes left to spare. Everyone told Patti to have a nice break, but all I got out of him was a "See you on Thursday." Having the same teacher for multiple classes can have it's drawbacks. After leaving my final I went over to my office job and stuffed envelopes for a few hours so that my bosses would remember that I still worked for them.
Even after envelope stuffing I was still home before 1pm and so I decided to take a nap. I put on Airplane! and tried to close my eyes in between scenes. Nap time was only a mild success so I decided to clean my apartment (something I've desperately needed to do for a while). I cleaned the shit out of half of my living space. And I mean cleaned. I mopped and you really have to get in a vacuum and dust stuff before you run a mop over cheap hardwood floors. I have one more room to clean before I allow anyone to come through the door, but I have most of tomorrow to do it before I go into my Shakespeare final.
