...who drives with the windows down and the music on full blast. She talks too much, sleeps too little, and has a plethora of random thoughts to share. It will rarely have anything to do with anything, and will often mention chocolate chip cookies, so be warned. Don't be disappointed by the constant sarcasm or bad spelling, big words or historical references, the author enjoys all of the above. Oh and she really really really loves comments. Really.
Thursday, December 4, 2008
Weeks leading up to death...
It's true. In about 2 weeks I'll be dead...smooshed by too much homework and stress. Finals, I think, were designed to kill college students at a most alarming rate. Each professor believes that they are teaching your most important class, hence you should spend ALL of your free time on their class and theirs alone. Forget the fact that you have a life...or used to, before this lovely period in your life began, you must give it all up and focus solely on the geography of Sub Saharan Africa and what the names of the Little Rock Nine are. Not that I really mind my classes, I took them because I like them, but it's always around this time of the semester that I wonder why I like school and if I even want to keep going...But then I get all excited for next semesters classes...conveniently forgetting about the dreaded finals time...So goodbye to all for the next few weeks...I sure hope I survive...My schedule next semester is amazing!
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3 comments:
I remember it all too well. Good Luck hon!!! You'll do amazing, you always do!
You can do it, Mal! If anyone can remember stuff about Sub Sahran Africa, it's you (and probably your professor since he/she has devoted his/her life to it...) Good luck!
Hang in there! There is nothing better than walking out of your last final of the semester :)
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