the usual complaints at the dawn of finals

Today promises to be another sleepless haul – slaving away (in the laundry room for now) for the 5pm due date tomorrow. Since I have class at 4, this means the paper must be in earlier. I aim for it to reach his inbox by the morning, however. Classes begin at 11.30am and I can’t afford to, nor do I want to, skip any of my last days. So there

Then I have my accumulated journal assignments for the 4pm class! Oh woe is my workload. Thursday is the tentative date for my last presentation for Research Writing class, after which there’s only a simple essay to complete and the assignments for that class will be done (I hope we get our research papers back tomorrow. Crosses fingers for the A though I doubt I’ll get it). Next week out of 4 subjects only two of them have final tests, whereas for the other two all we have to do is show up… or not if you really don’t want to

I finally understand what people really mean when they pant out the words ‘finals week.’ Intense is not even a word that could begin to describe the amount of stress and tension you continuously go through in the final 2-3 weeks in college. My body clock is utterly screwed again so much that I might not even be jetlagged when I get back home :O but I’m probably better off than others since I neither use caffeine nor pills to keep myself awake!

But I should throw myself back into the fray. Till the next time!