Got home at about midnight on Tuesday, after 5 finals, and a two hour span in which I wanted to stab someone with a fork. And might I say, I have never been so happy to get back to my parents house. I have my bed, the only things on my conscience are linguistics stuff and grad aps, and I can tell school to go blow itself for three weeks. This is ( Read more... )

So, yes, I'm alive. This week has royally sucked, but I stumbled through. Since that last post, I've pulled one all-nighter, and gotten three hours of sleep the next night. But both huge papers got handed in, as well as the smaller ones, and two finals have been ticked off the list ( Read more... )

Turned in the last final this morning, then spent a very stressful five hours trying to clean the apartment. This process never becomes any better with time. And I doubt it ever will ( Read more... )

I passed the fucking nutrition class! My science lib-ed requirements are done! And I didn't even get a D! My happiness is beyond words. I could have found out last week, but I was convinced I'd failed, so I was afraid to look until I'd gotten some other grades in to make myself feel better. But it apparently wasn't necessary ( Read more... )

I had an extremely unproductive afternoon, in which paper time turned into napping and staring uselessly at the computer. But the paper is written, to be edited tomorrow, it meets the proper page length, and my tea tastes like lilacs, as well as smelling like them. It's a little ridiculous how pleased I am about this. I still don't feel well, ( Read more... )

I did voice juries this morning; but idiot me hit the wrong button, so didn't get any recordings. This bums me out, because I like to get milestones from every year. But it was alright, and things went decently well. I got freakishly nervous, and couldn't keep my hands from shaking, even while I was singing. That was a little weird...they could ( Read more... )

Had the Brit Lit final this morning. I don't think I failed it, *crosses fingers* but I don't think I did fantastically either. The sucky bit is, we won't get them back, so I'll never know how I actually did on the test. And she didn't have my paper graded, so I won't know about that for a while yet either. Grades probably won't be submitted ( Read more... )

So, turned in the giant Shakespeare paper of death today. I nearly gave myself brain damage trying to get it finished in time, and I hate works cited pages with a passion, but it's in the professor's hands now; I don't have to touch it again ( Read more... )

Done with finals. Feeling dead. Will type more when I have energy again.

It's been a looong day, and tomorrow isn't looking to be any shorter. The French final is tomorrow morning at 8, and then Shakespeare is at 2. My family are coming as soon as French is done, so we can start moving me out. That part is going to be the worst, as nothing will stress me out more than packing with my mother ( Read more... )