I Just Finished Finals

My last month's schedule went something like this:

• Wake up
• Go to class
• TA someone (there's a great post about this that I'll write someday)
• Eat 1,600 calories at Wendy's (for only $5! Dollar Menu rocks!)
• Another class
• Finish procrastinated homework
• Study
• Meet with marketing group
• Study
• Apply for internships
• Moar Classes!
• Eat dinner
• Browse internets
• Go to bed

I'd love to illustrate just how nuts my life has been lately, so I did a Google Image search for "the most crazy thing ever," and this is what I got

Anyway, I finished my last final today at 11:30 and this is how the rest of my day went.

And it was everything I could have hoped for.

I'll try to get a more substantial post up on here soon. Thanks for your patience and comments!

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So this is how my finals week went, starting with the Saturday before finals:

I listened to the rest of the message, packed up my stuff, and left the building - feeling totally unprepared for the rest of the week.

The library was closed on Sunday, it being the Sabbath and all. But on Monday, the library started staying open until 2:00 AM. I knew that I would be spending quite a bit of time there on that day.

I got a lot done and was pleased with my efforts that night, but I still had four more tests to go, so I needed to study a lot more on Tuesday.

I wasn't as successful on Tuesday, and knew that I would have to be in the library late again on Wednesday.

At the end of this night, I had what has got to be one of the stupidest thoughts I've ever had, which I can only attribute to lack of sleep and a diet of Dr. Pepper and Gummi Bears:

"Hey, I've been in the library every night at closing time this week. Wouldn't it be cool to say I was here at closing every night of finals week? There's only one more night left."

Well, on Thursday, I still had only taken two of my five finals. I had several review sessions and group study periods scheduled, and some other errands that needed to run. By 9:00 PM, I had been on campus for ten hours and still had two more finals to go. 

I trudged up the steps to my usual spot on the fifth floor to start my final cramming session. My friend urged me to go home - I didn't look like I was up for another five-hour study session. I declined. I was one day away from meeting my goal of being in the library every day of finals week, and nothing - not friends, not girls, not offers of free tacos - were going to keep me from it. Gosh dangit.

Approximately four and a half hours later:

P.S. My final grades were A, A-minus, and three B-pluses - which is the Asian equivalent of a D, but still good enough for me to keep my GPA within scholarship range.