finals week
Apr. 26th, 2007 06:55 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
thejunipertreeI could write about a thousand different things right now, like how I almost bought an emu egg last Sunday or how excited I am about the upcoming concert I'm going to next Friday, but my brain has been completely taken over by finals.
I took my Health and Wellness final last night (and Christ, that professor is a whole separate entry I need to do), which wasn't too bad. I don't have a final in Death and Dying, but I do have some more work for that class. Management also doesn't have a final, but I have two more online tests to take for it before Monday. And tonight is my English Composition II final.
Tonight.
I have to leave in fifteen minutes for it.
I have to write an essay in two hours about some bullshit.
I do not write well under pressure.
The good thing is that I am able to bring an outline with me that I've already written. The bad thing is that I have to do this in the first place.
I'm just glad that this semester is almost over. I'm fucking exhausted.
And I decided I'm not taking classes this summer. I have to pay for them up front and I don't have that kind of money for tuition and books. I'll just start it up again in August/September.
*sigh*
...tired.
I haven't eaten anything today because there's a ball of stress in my stomach. I do well with all manner of other tests and exams, but those in essay-form? I tweak. I hate them. Like a hating thing hates things.
I took my Health and Wellness final last night (and Christ, that professor is a whole separate entry I need to do), which wasn't too bad. I don't have a final in Death and Dying, but I do have some more work for that class. Management also doesn't have a final, but I have two more online tests to take for it before Monday. And tonight is my English Composition II final.
Tonight.
I have to leave in fifteen minutes for it.
I have to write an essay in two hours about some bullshit.
I do not write well under pressure.
The good thing is that I am able to bring an outline with me that I've already written. The bad thing is that I have to do this in the first place.
I'm just glad that this semester is almost over. I'm fucking exhausted.
And I decided I'm not taking classes this summer. I have to pay for them up front and I don't have that kind of money for tuition and books. I'll just start it up again in August/September.
*sigh*
...tired.
I haven't eaten anything today because there's a ball of stress in my stomach. I do well with all manner of other tests and exams, but those in essay-form? I tweak. I hate them. Like a hating thing hates things.
