The Air of Finals

I am one hour and two minutes away from writing my first final, yikes! But I think I'm uber and overly ready for it (or so I hope). I don't want to study for it anymore, but I don't want to study for something else and start forgetting things and getting confused.

Finals do funny things to people. Everyone (particularily dorm girls) is on edge, bickering over weird things, and laughing at the weirdest things. We were all fascinated yesterday by horses.

I was not so impressed when my roommate and I were working in our room, when one of her friends came in, turned music up really loud, started talking very loudly and dancing. I ended up just leaving and working somewhere else because I did not have the energy to get her to leave. It's happened before, and it's incredibly annoying. I think she was annoying my roommate as well.

I finally finished my 10 page script for drama that I had to do because I missed the final production. I am SO happy to be finished with that class. I needed one fine art, and that was it. Never again. I've always been the kind of person who prefers to have a class that involves note taking, reading, listening, projects etc... (I am a dork). Even in elementary school, I was never fond of gym class. I don't mind group projects as long as we get to choose our own groups, I've been stuck being the only person who actually works in a group too many times. And then of course the others get the mark that I worked for.

Yikes, the time is passing too quickly.