Finals Week: Done

I just completed my last final of college ever and all I want to do is go back to bed. For the first time in four years I had a Saturday final and it had to be at 9am. I would have preferred 11am or better yet no Saturday final at all. If I hadn't had this exam I could have been home already yesterday or Thursday if I was feeling ambitious. It doesn't matter anymore though because I am done and I'll be heading home for a short week tomorrow.

It still hasn't sunk in that I'm actually leaving school and have to say goodbye to my friends. I got a small taste of what next weekend is going to be like last night. Because of my final this morning I didn't want to go to the bar or stay out late drinking so instead I went over to some friends' apartment and hung out. I got to do my laundry there since I've run out of quarters and watch WWE Smackdown. I'm not a huge fan of wrestling, but while watching it last night with my friends I got really into it and kept shouting at the television and critiquing the characters. It is a really silly thing to watch because it is so over the top and ridiculous, but I had a good time anyways. After wrestling we stayed up talking in there near empty apartment. I kept counting down the hours until our 9am finals and when it got to about seven hours left I decided to go home and get a little bit of sleep. When I got up to go I got up not even remembering that this was going to be the last time I would see these guys. They've been an awesome group of junior boys that share similar interests as me and taught me how to play Skyrim this semester. Each one gave me a hug and I even teared up a little bit. I had to get to the elevator and wipe my face before anyone could see. By the time I hit the lobby I had dry eyes, but it was just too sad to say goodbye. 

Paint and PSAs

In between getting paintings ready for tomorrow and writing my Powell paper (I can already tell it's going to be an up all night kind of night) I felt like blogging. I have an idea for a painting but I'm almost out of paints and it's becoming harder and harder to mix the colors that I need for my ideas. I'm going to have to take a trip into the city with my parents next week and restock my supplies before I head back up to Vermont. I never thought I would ever use up two tubes of white, but now it's like trying to squeeze water from a stone to get enough pigment out of the tube. I have two canvases started, but I really hate the one so I think I'll just let it dry and paint over the colors and create something new. I have fourteen hours before the critique, plenty of time to come up with something new. I mean look what can change in the course of an hour:

First Attempt

Final Product

For the record I liked the first version, but Dennis felt the second was a better use of the paint and since he's the one giving grade I will paint what Dennis wants. I actually like how the final version came out, there's a lot of texture. If you run yours hand over the canvas you can feel the raised lines of paint that make the painting feel more three dimensional. 

So while I'm waiting for the paints to dry I found these on Stumbleupon: 

They're Harry Potter PSAs. They're funny on their own, but are even better and make much more sense if you have any knowledge of the Harry Potter world. Being raised on the writing of J.K Rowling and even reading the first book in Latin, I am quite adept at Potter humor. The fire safety PSA is particularly amusing because Hebrew Friend likes to say "Augamenti!" when ever he pours himself a glass of water even if he is by himself. Ahh the simple pleasures in life. 

Have you ever been in a Turkish prison?

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.