Finals Week

"I have been busting my butt, studying for finals..."

The previous statement is what I like to consider parent friendly, and the motto of every PSEO in the state. Fortunately I am neither a PSEO nor parent friendly and as such have barely even cracked a book for the up and coming week of death. But i will have you know I've thought really long and hard about it. Yesterday I put into folders all of my study materials. Each folder has: the sylabus; in case I need to refer to it for further study options, a packet of study materials, and cute little colored paper clips to put it all together. Oh and my planner has been sufficiently color coded so I know when my finals are and how far I need to be in preperation by each day of the weekend and next week.

I love to organize. I love finding a place for something and labeling it, or putting post it notes on things so I know what to do with them. I also love to organize when I need to be doing something else. Such as studying for finals. Since this morning I have completed half a question on my take home final for Gospel of John. But I've also cleaned my desk, organized my closet rearranged some pictures on my walls and reorganized the top of my desk. My fan should be closer to my bed anyways.

I have done everything in my power to do anything but study. I stayed in the cafeteria for over an hour playing the cup game and this hand game I learned as a camp counselor. I actually barrowed a movie from my neighbor...to pass the time...

It's not that I don't want to do amazing on these tests...I do! I just hate being confined to this little room with my studious roommates forced to cram for tests I'll probably do mediocre on anyways. I'd much rather be over at the main building playing video games with my other procrastinating friends. But sitting here with an open word document, my books and papers sprawled across my bed, makes me feel like I'm actually acomplishing something...kinda...