during finals week you have those insane dreams about sleeping in and missing your final? Or the fact that you're on your way to take a math exam and you forgot your calculator? You rush around in a blind panic because you can't miss your exam and usually wake yourself up because you're thrashing in your blankets?
Sometimes it's not a dream.
Like this morning.
It went something like this:
I decided to let myself sleep in a little because I have a whole TWO hours between school and work, giving me ample time to come home and beautify myself for the day. I got up around 9:10, brushed my teeth and decided to check my email to see if I had any emails from my favorite missionaries. I'm reading through Sestra Staheli's email when I look down at the clock on my computer and realize that my exam is in exactly 16 minutes. I throw a sweatshirt on over my pajamas and race out of my house with my purse. As I'm driving like a maniac down 9th East, going through the equations for compounding interest and stocks and bonds, I realize that I didn't grab my calculator. Panic had officially set in. At this point I actually pinched myself to be sure that I wasn't having some sort of insanely detailed and realistic dream. I then made a VERY dangerous U turn and booked it back to my house, ran down the stairs, grabbed my calculator and set off once again for the U. As was my luck this morning, I'm stuck behind a bus (I loathe public transportation) and the slowest driver known to man until I hit 4th South. I don't think I've ever taken that corner so quickly in my entire tenure at school. The time? 9:39. I had exactly 60 seconds to drive up the hill, turn on left on 1850 East, turn right on South Campus Drive, turn left on Mario Capecchi Drive, turn left on to North Campus Drive, go through the roundabout, come out on Central Campus Drive, drive to the closest visitor parking lot to OSH, run into room 202, snag a test and sit down in my seat on the front row. Even at super speed, that's fairly close to impossible. I've never wanted the ability to Apparate more in my entire life. I settled for driving like I was from southern California while trying my hardest not to swear. I made it into the room at 9:50. I'm beyond proud to say that I finished the entire exam in exactly 30 minutes, knew that answer to every single problem and didn't cry once.
It's more than I can say for my first exam in my 1010 class.
4 comments:
Go Mal! Hurray for finishing and doing amazing but boo for rushing. I loathe that pit in your stomach feeling. It's the worst...
Holy Moly! That is the worst! I spent one night up all night writing a paper only to lay down and wake up way late! Luckily it was only a BYU Religion class, so the final was pretty much BS! Still, it's the scariest feeling in the freaking world!
I'm incredibly impressed by you right now. I'd be impressed if you knew all the answers anyway, but to know them after all that...that's hot.
After I long trip in UT I am catching up on my blogs. I saw what your score was on FB this morning and let out a "Whoo hoo!" for you. Now that I know the story I am letting out an extra long, "Whoo hoo, rock on, way to go darling!" You ROCK!
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