May 07, 2006 18:04
it appears that everyone has their last final on Friday + my second-to-last final with the weekend as a breather = wasting an hour and a half watching people play volleyball in the courtyard
time wasted + hunger = late trip to far-away restaurant for the only good pizza around Yale
the group being made up primarily of hungry/insane college boys + post-exam giddiness + a daring waiter = the boys order four large pizzas and one small (anchovy because I demanded it) and make a bet with the waiter about how much we can eat (8 people total, 3 of whom have already eaten dinner or two dinners)
total insanity on the boys' part = we eat ALL the pizza. BAD idea. at least the waiter loses because he thought we'd leave 8 pieces
desire to celebrate more + inability to sleep after all that pizza = two episodes of 24 (so addictive!)
-->3 am bedtime
Daena wakes up early to pack + Lynn practicing her German tapes = wake up early
Daena packs all day + everyone else is doing nothing = I do nothing, even though I have a final on Monday
continued desire to celebrate + Andy's birthday = a showing of Jurassic Park, a trip to Yorkside, and a surprise birthday party
-->4:30 am bedtime
little sleep + Daena's gone = immense melancholy
immense melancholy + immense fatigue + final TOMORROW that I somehow haven't gotten around to studying for = cup of coffee in the dining hall and a cappuccino from Koffee Too?
-->ABSOLUTELY WIRED
So now I'm full of nervous energy and I can't seem to study. Also hungry/dehydrated/still melancholy. Grr. Stupid finals.
Still, I don't think I'd go back and do anything differently. Maybe get a tad more sleep, but really, I'd rather hang out with friends than hole away in the fishbowl/seminar room to study on a Saturday night. They do say you only remember the fun times in college later on...