Hourly recap*:
10:00am - Steph gets up to go get McDonald's breakfast. Consume at 45 after.
11:00 - Give self until 15 after to laze in bed, then begin studying.
12:00pm - Studying with Steph in the dorm room, playing music and trading FML looks. Called Mom, talked for ~30 min.
1:00pm - Decided to do laundry as a distraction
2:00pm - Clothes go in dryer, Steph and I go to Union to grab lunch.
3:00pm - Steph and I return from the Union COMPLETELY FUCKING SOAKED because a torrential downpour opened up on us about a minute after we left the Union. We had just bought scantrons/blue books needed for our exams this week. Yes, they were just as wet as us. Luckily, they were just paper and dried easily enough in front of our fan. I proceeded to put on warm, dry clothes I retrieved from the dryer downstairs in my bath-towel shammy. Thing. (I don't know how to describe it. This is what it looks like, except a bit fluffier, with straps and polka dots instead of stripes.) Of course, it made doing my hair for two hours on Friday night completely pointless, KTHX GOD. That run in the rain where it felt like I was underwater because so much water was in my eyes constituted my workout for today.
4:00pm - Wonder where the fuck the day got to. Study more.
5:00pm - Get invited to dinner, decline. Am not in the mood to try facing off with the clouds again any time soon. Was rocking out to Fall Out Boy's Foile a Deux hardcore. (KNOCK ONCE FOR THE FATHER, TWICE FOR THE SON, THREE TIMES FOR THOLY GHOOOOOOOOOST!!!)
6:00pm - At the half hour take a dinner break, rewrite up schedule on whiteboard to reflect changes and accomplishments. Look at whiteboard. Cry. (Not quite, but I whined a lot today.) Talked to Bethany on Skype between multitasking/writing out quicksheets for novels/plays I'll need to know in the next two days.
7:00pm - At half past, finish all work on THTR reviewing, can now solely focus on French. Decide that 10:00 will be my cut off for French studying to change to Fiction, which is bright and early at 7-ungoldy-early-hour-30am tomorrow morning. Call Liz because I'm listening to the birthday mix CD she gave me and I had a strange urge to sing Baba O'Reilly to her. (It's the Who, you do what the music tells you.) Dragged self off the phone roughly half-past.
8:00pm - Start going through the chapters and conjugating all the verbs I'm supposed to know. Freak out a little at misconjugating basic verbs. Go through notecards periodically in hopes of improving upon the 60+ words of 5 chapters I didn't know. Did improve marginally.
9:00pm - Sometime during the hour get to chapter 10 and realize that I've not had notecards for this chapter's vocabulary all weekend. "FUCK." Sigh, and get out notecards to amend this.
10:00pm - Roughly 10 minutes after, finish chapter 10 vocab flashcards. Clean up and call it a night except for reviewing Fiction notes.
I plan on going to sleep at 11:00pm, and by that I mean turning the lights down, being in bed and praying non-stressed sleep will overtake me. Yesterday I didn't get into a good sleep until roughly 4:00am because my mind would not shut down. I kept stressing about things like my MAA final (AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH-- sorry, the thought of it induces screaming panic) or oversleeping on Monday/Tuesday for 7:30am finals or how much I had left to study... Yeah. I've got a fair bit of French left to go over, but I have the whole day + hopefully review time with Angelique and my classmates for two solid hours before the exam itself, barring rain.
In conclusion, I need to go so that I can study AND actually get some sleep so that I won't want to crash tomorrow and waste precious studying time on sleep. G'night.
*Duh I was intermittently on LJ/Gmail/Facebook. I might have DIED otherwise.
11:00 - Give self until 15 after to laze in bed, then begin studying.
12:00pm - Studying with Steph in the dorm room, playing music and trading FML looks. Called Mom, talked for ~30 min.
1:00pm - Decided to do laundry as a distraction
2:00pm - Clothes go in dryer, Steph and I go to Union to grab lunch.
3:00pm - Steph and I return from the Union COMPLETELY FUCKING SOAKED because a torrential downpour opened up on us about a minute after we left the Union. We had just bought scantrons/blue books needed for our exams this week. Yes, they were just as wet as us. Luckily, they were just paper and dried easily enough in front of our fan. I proceeded to put on warm, dry clothes I retrieved from the dryer downstairs in my bath-towel shammy. Thing. (I don't know how to describe it. This is what it looks like, except a bit fluffier, with straps and polka dots instead of stripes.) Of course, it made doing my hair for two hours on Friday night completely pointless, KTHX GOD. That run in the rain where it felt like I was underwater because so much water was in my eyes constituted my workout for today.
4:00pm - Wonder where the fuck the day got to. Study more.
5:00pm - Get invited to dinner, decline. Am not in the mood to try facing off with the clouds again any time soon. Was rocking out to Fall Out Boy's Foile a Deux hardcore. (KNOCK ONCE FOR THE FATHER, TWICE FOR THE SON, THREE TIMES FOR THOLY GHOOOOOOOOOST!!!)
6:00pm - At the half hour take a dinner break, rewrite up schedule on whiteboard to reflect changes and accomplishments. Look at whiteboard. Cry. (Not quite, but I whined a lot today.) Talked to Bethany on Skype between multitasking/writing out quicksheets for novels/plays I'll need to know in the next two days.
7:00pm - At half past, finish all work on THTR reviewing, can now solely focus on French. Decide that 10:00 will be my cut off for French studying to change to Fiction, which is bright and early at 7-ungoldy-early-hour-30am tomorrow morning. Call Liz because I'm listening to the birthday mix CD she gave me and I had a strange urge to sing Baba O'Reilly to her. (It's the Who, you do what the music tells you.) Dragged self off the phone roughly half-past.
8:00pm - Start going through the chapters and conjugating all the verbs I'm supposed to know. Freak out a little at misconjugating basic verbs. Go through notecards periodically in hopes of improving upon the 60+ words of 5 chapters I didn't know. Did improve marginally.
9:00pm - Sometime during the hour get to chapter 10 and realize that I've not had notecards for this chapter's vocabulary all weekend. "FUCK." Sigh, and get out notecards to amend this.
10:00pm - Roughly 10 minutes after, finish chapter 10 vocab flashcards. Clean up and call it a night except for reviewing Fiction notes.
I plan on going to sleep at 11:00pm, and by that I mean turning the lights down, being in bed and praying non-stressed sleep will overtake me. Yesterday I didn't get into a good sleep until roughly 4:00am because my mind would not shut down. I kept stressing about things like my MAA final (AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH-- sorry, the thought of it induces screaming panic) or oversleeping on Monday/Tuesday for 7:30am finals or how much I had left to study... Yeah. I've got a fair bit of French left to go over, but I have the whole day + hopefully review time with Angelique and my classmates for two solid hours before the exam itself, barring rain.
In conclusion, I need to go so that I can study AND actually get some sleep so that I won't want to crash tomorrow and waste precious studying time on sleep. G'night.
*Duh I was intermittently on LJ/Gmail/Facebook. I might have DIED otherwise.