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First day of finals week: I got up at 7am (earliest I've gotten up in a year.) went to breakfast with the people across the hall. Took my Foreign Governments Final. Did okay, I think. Picked up my foreign governments term paper. Discovered I got an A+ on it. Ran screaming back to my room to call my parents and tell them. :-)
10:30 I had my calc final. I did really good on it until the last problem... I screwed that one up somehow. 12:30 I ate lunch. Tried to sell back one of my Foreign Governments text books... they wouldn't take it. came back to my room and vegitated for two hours before coming on here and writing to you. :-) It wasn't a bad day. I can't believe how much I studied for that Foreign Governments final. It didn't occur to me until this morning, because I had this plan and it all needed to be done, so it just occured to me that I did a lot of work, but the time factor wasn't in there. But I spent two hours on Thursday night, an hour or so Friday night, all day Saturday until 2:30am, and all day Sunday from 11:30am-11:30pm. At least I was ready for the test, though. It's so crazy around here. Everybody had an 8am final this morning. Most of them were up until crazy hours last night studying- I know because they woke me up around 1am by screaming outside my door and I could still hear them at 2:30 when I finally got back to sleep. I think I'm going slightly crazier than most of 'em- I have more finals than anybody else. Everybody else has at least one class (college comp) that doesn't have a final- I have finals in all five of my classes. The good news is that two of them are over now, including the hardest one. (Foreign Governments). Tomorrow afternoon is Spanish- I'm not even really bothering with that one. There just isn't much I can do- I can't sit down in the study lounge and learn it. It just won't help. So I'll probably go over the grammar and stuff and just hope that the test isn't too hard. I'll probably get a B in that class. I have Wednesday off to sleep in and study for the next two tests... Thursday is Political Analysis (shouldn't be much of a problem) and Gender Politics (once I get around to doing the reading, that should be okay too.) It just occured to me that those of you who actually made it this far are probably bored out of your minds. My basic reaction to that is "too bad" cuz it is my journal, not yours. But I still feel kinda guilty. I just need to plan my strategy. So this afternoon and maybe some of this evening I'll go over Spanish. Probably some tomorrow morning too, but not too much. Tuesday evening I'm not studying much- there's a new Buffy. I'll spend all day Wednesday studying for Political Analysis and Gender Politics. The Political Analysis test is Thursday... then I'll spend the evening packing and studying Gender Politics. Friday my Gender Politics test is at 10:30. It's only an hour, my dad hopes to be here right at 11:30. It'll probably take us a while to get out of here, though. I'm taking a whole lot of stuff home- my computer, all the food that's here, and almost all my clothes. I'll be home for five weeks, if you count the time I won't really be home cuz we're going to Virginia and D.C. Anyway, I meant to tell you earlier... we had excitment in my room Saturday night. Saturday morning a water main broke downtown so they told us all day not to flush toilets or wash our hands or anything. That was pretty gross to start with, only nobody listened to them. So on the third floor people listened to them for quite a while until someone didn't and the toilet was trying to flush a whole lot of toilet paper with only a little bit of water and it got clogged and the water just kept running and running and running only nobody noticed because there wasn't really any water going in there. Only then the water pressure got fixed around 9pm... and the toilet started gushing. I live on the first floor, two floors below that toilet and it was coming through my ceiling within 20 minutes. My whole closet got soaked... all my shoes except the shoes that I actually wear (which were in the middle of the floor, not the closet, duh.) and it was all over the floor. The carpet got wet. I was about to move the computer (I was panicking!) when someone handed me a garbage bag to put over it instead. So then I unplugged it and stuck the plugs in the garbage can so they wouldn't get wet. But it was so crazy, and you would not have believed the stairs. The bathroom is five doors down from the stairs, I think... but the water just got into the hallway, flowed to the stairs, and started a river. It was really like a waterfall. Like the creek next to my house and I am not exaggerating even though I'm sure you all think I am. I would never believe it if I hadn't seen it. It was crazy. It took maintenence 20 minutes to get there and it took 15 minutes for someone to call maintenence (they don't give students the number for emergency maintenence and there was only one RA in the building- I guess it took a while to find her.) Anyway, eventually maintenence showed up with wet vacs and they turned the water off and fixed the toilet, and I was left with four washers filled with laundry. (and those are big washers.) I told my dad on the phone later and he made me laugh about it. I think that's the best thing about my dad. He got the general idea of the story by hearing my mom's end of the conversation (I talked to her first) so when he picked up the phone he said, "Maintenence, John." which is how he answers the phone at work and he asked if I needed a maintenence person and I said no, and he said good, that's the kind of problems they like- the ones that are already taken care of. And I told him about how earlier in the day emergency maintenence had been to my room because my lock was broken and I told him how when they left I squirted it up with WD-40 and he said "where'd you learn a trick like that? see if all else fails we can get you a job as a maintenence man" and I was so happy I even forgot to tell him I'd be a maintenence person. |