I usually am not the type of person who gets extremely stressed out about finals. I work hard throughout the semester so that my grade doesn't rest solely on my final. I do this because I hate stress and I really don't handle it well. When I am really stressed out I tend to make myself physically sick.
This semester has been a little more stressful than usual but I haven't been feeling too stressed
about final. Well at least that's what I thought. Today I had my first final. Last night I went home early so that I could get a good nights sleep. My hopes were crushed when I woke up sometime in the middle of the night (I didn't look at the clock) with a stomach ache. I couldn't go back to sleep for at least an hour.
Once I finally did get back to sleep I had this horrible dream that I missed my final (the one I had today) and that I was going to be late for the one on Saturday. This dream haunted me through the rest of the night, making it absolutely impossible to get any decent rest. Go figure huh?!
Hopefully I can get myself to sleep through the night tonight but even if I can't finals will be over tomorrow and I will once again be able to sleep easy, at least for 8 weeks until finals come around again.
On a lighter note, I realized again how happy I am that I am no longer a high schooler and that I do not have to associate with them in large numbers.
I went to sell back my books yesterday and I had to go and stand in a very long line. There were two routes to get to the end of this line and I decided to take the less obvious option, trying to beat some other girls to the end of the line. I did beat them but not without a little suffering. The path that I chose just happened to be taken over by high schoolers who were visiting for the day.
I have made a couple of realizations about high schoolers:
1. They are loud and they have to be constantly talking or else they must explode or something.
2. They have no consideration for others. I unfortunately happened to be going the opposite direction as these kids and not one of them moved out of my way. I had to push my way through the crowd bumping teenagers on my way. Also, not one said "oh excuse me", in stead, I got a couple of evil stares because I wouldn't get out of their way. Not cool.
And I thought freshman were bad.
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When I'm around high schoolers, I'm just glad that I'm 6'2", 225 lbs, and apparently mean-looking. It's not fool-proof, but they tend to get out of my way.
That would be ideal! I can be mean looking enough but I'm just to close to their size :(
but high schoolers are SO AWESOME!!!
I enjoyed high school, personally. But then, I had these two crazy friends (one of whom I am certain was not 225 lbs. at the time ;) ) to hang out with. Ahh, thems was the days.
One of them was only 160 lbs at the time, or he would have had to go up a weight class.
I enjoyed high school too... thems WAS the days. I've got a few friends that come close, but no one else has ever really risen to that level. I don't know if anyone else ever could.
Amen, to the high schooler thing! I went to Movies 8 on Friday and sat in front of the most obnoxious high schoolers (they could have been freshmen I guess). They just talked and talked throughout the whole movie and at one point someone blew on my neck... NOT COOL!
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