I'm Done!
last modified: Friday, December 15, 2006 (1:45:47 AM)
The semester is over. Finally. I cannot believe how incredibly long that semester felt. >.< Let's just say that it did not get off to a good start, and things went downhill from there. I've had all sorts of roommate troubles, an extremely busy class schedule, and most recently, a string of thefts (not to mention a string of four finals in two days ;_;).
But, I am glad to say that I am finally finished with this semester! On Monday, I had an English literature final, and since I had opted to take that class for honors credit, I also had a twelve page paper due the same day. I got to nine, printed that out, and rushed to class. For some reason, my mind had decided that the test was scheduled to start at 12:40. Makes sense, since most classes at my university start at either a forty or fifeteen minute mark. I left my dorm at 12:39, pedaled like the wind, and made it to the lecture room by 12:45. On the way, I noticed the lack of people milling about campus, and felt slightly worried. It turns out that my concern was securly rooted--the test started at 12:20. Luckily, I finished about two minutes before time was up.
Then, I slinked up to my lecture professor, who I had been working with on my paper and who was sitting next to the grad student assigned to my section. I told him that I only had nine pages, and the others were handwritten but not typed yet (only a half fib, as I did have about another page's worth of stuff at home). Let me tell you, this has been one of the most frustrating papers I have written. The professor tore apart my first draft, and trivialized my second. I was pissed at him. Truth be told, I deserved everything he dished out--my paper did not really have a thesis until Sunday afternoon. When I explained my predicament, he said that it was alright, and to email it to him and my section leader, and take some time to polish it up. 0.0 I have never had icky feelings towards a person so quickly reversed before.
I didn't work on the paper that night, as I had another English final (in linguistics) the next day. But . . . I didn't study for that final, either. I went to my church's Christmas party instead. I went to sleep around nine, planning to get up early to study. It's really hard to get up when it's cold. So, I went to work for a couple of hours, and spent about twenty minutes studying, and even then only half-heartedly. It showed when I went to take the test. I swear I got less than a seventy percent. There were only about eleven or so questions, and I completely blanked on a couple. I literally went home and cried. I had determined that I would email my professor and beg for some extra credit, since this would most definately drop my A to a B. For such an easy class, I would hate myself for getting a B. Plus, I'm trying to keep my major GPA a 4.0. Luckily, I didn't make a fool of myself in an email. Grades for that class are the only ones out right now. I got an A. ^_^
Tuesday night after taking the linguistics final but before grades were posted, I slept from about 7:00pm to 10:00pm and got up to finish that paper. I was awake until 5:30. 0.o I was having a hard time focusing at first, so I doubt that I actually started working on the thing until about 2 or 3am. Then, when I finally got into bed around 5:45am, I had the hardest time sleeping. I doubt I got to sleep until 6:30 or so. Then, a phone call woke me up around 9am, and I was off to start another day. Exhausting!
So anyway, now, I'm done with school, and back at my parents'. I moved everything over today. It wa exhausting. I've never had to do that by myself before. ;_; But, ever since my parents bought me a nice little clunker, they've expected me to do a lot more for myself. Luckily, I was able to get my mom to pick up my (read: kymaera's) bike. It was no fun fitting that into my car the first time, and my car was full enough as it is!! 0.o I had to bring my cels and anime home, after all. ^_~