Wednesday, April 14th, 2010

First day of finals. Let’s see… I got one hour of sleep last night. I studied all day and all night, and then went upstairs to go to bed around 5:30am. Took a quick shower, and then got in bed. I was about to fall asleep when I heard some very loud rustling in the corner of the room. I could not figure out who else was up so late, and why they were making so much noise. Then I heard some very loud squeaking that sounded more like shrieking. I jumped up and went over to the corner. Yup, we have mice in our room. Too much adrenaline and I was freaked out, so I could not fall asleep. That’s why I only got one hour of sleep. That and because I had to wake up to take an 8am final. It was so hard to wake up. I literally fell out of bed five minutes before the final started, threw on some pants, brushed my teeth and stumbled downstairs. I have never had a final so early, or a class so early for that matter. Waking up to take a test was not fun. It sucked. My Classical Traditions test was so hard. It was ridiculous. It wouldn’t have even helped if I did do the reading for the class. It was so hard. Two hours later and I was completely dead. I had an hour to cram/study some more before I had to take my religion test. It was another two hour test. It wasn’t too bad, but his tests are way too hard given the circumstances of London and the nature of the class. Then I had six hours until my British Literature final. I was planning on studying for all six of those hours, because I didn’t have time to study before, what with two earlier finals and all. Well I went and got lunch, then screwed around. Only got two or three hours of studying done. Took my final from 7-9pm. It sucked. It was really hard, and I left more than one question blank. Ended the final a little before 9pm. It would have been nice to be done with finals for the day, but I had to go back to studying. Studied all freaking night for mythology until my eyes wouldn’t stay open any longer. Aiming to get more sleep than last night.