Well folks, it's that grueling part of the semester....final's week! Ugh, the only thing keeping me sane is faith, chamomile tea, the sound of Keane, cookies, and thirty minute power naps. I am extremely nervous for how well I will perform because I am on what I would like to describe as-the edge of a cliff for each class. Can you believe that one of my courses is based off three exams, the last one being 60% of our grade? *Sigh* don't even get me started on French....the material is just a bit harder to process even with all the studying!! Yet, I know it will somehow turn out fine because staying up until 4 am processing info has it's perks, right?
Here is today's FAILED attempt at studying
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| 8am: Started(attempted) a reading |
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| 9am-11am: Stared at my half written essay |
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| 12-2pm: Decided lunch with a friend was more interesting than analyzing literature |
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4pm: Made up more excuses. "Let's go get dessert!"
Diddy Riese's ice cream sandwiches=HEAVEN |
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10pm: "Okay let's hit the books."
5 minutes later..."Ooh, what's on TV?" |
