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Friday, December 06, 2002 @ 8:38 AM
I turned in my massive history paper. I finished editing it the morning before it was due and barely thought about it all day. But then, as soon as I handed it to my professor, I started freaking out. My brain was like: "AUGH! It's out of my hands! Literally and in the sense of I have no control! Help!" It was such a profound feeling of helplessness. That's how I would describe college finals: helplessness. Or maybe "desperation." ...No, "helplessness." Maybe "desperate helplessness."
Last night, I reviewed for the philosophy exam with Amanda. I think Paul was right, the best way to learn is to teach. It was good for me to have to explain all of those words and concepts and ideas, it was like a little refresher course for me. I'm going to spend the morning with my flashcards, go to English at 1pm, take the exam at 2pm, then head over to U-High... I wish I could get a ride so I didn't have to walk in the cold... to coach speech team. Hopefully, I'll hear from someone with a car (i.e. Kathy or Levi) in time, and they will pick me up from U-High, we'll go to dinner, then come back to see the one-acts. I'll get a ride home afterwards and begin writing the essays for my English final. I'll spend Saturday morning at the speech meet, studying history and English. Then there's a Halogen Blue show Saturday night that I'll probably go to. Sunday and Monday, I'll study history pretty much exclusively, taking a break for the Gadzooks Friends & Family Sale (25% off everything in the store, 6-9pm). After I've taken the history final, I'll do the online review for the chem final. I'll go over my essays for English, and my flashcards, and maybe get together for lunch with Erin so we can quiz each other.
I'm probably not going to sleep in my room again until Karissa moves out. She has taken to watching BET, talking on the phone, and throwing things until five or so in the morning. As retaliation, I go home at night, then come in the next morning at 8:00 and watch ER until I have to go to class. Yesterday she called me a rude snob and I called her a selfish succubus. I'm pretty sure she has no idea what a succubus is.
I'm not a snob, right? I can admit I've been rude to her, but for good reason... But a snob?
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