OK, so this week is hell week.I can;t wait for it to be over so that I can start taking finals! Never thought I would say that. I have spent the past several nights in the library until late o'clock (I finally took advantage of the library being open 24/7- which means after 2- last night. I am both very proud and very tired.) and I have learned a few things:
when it is the same level of pitch darkness outside from 5PM to 5AM, it is difficult to fully comprehend how late it is, but there are a few ways to tell it is way too late to be up studying (if I were up late doing fun things, it would never be "too late." puh. I'm a disco night owl.):
- no one is out on the street when I come back from the library. It kinda feels like a zombie movie: nearly everyone is gone, hidden away somewhere, and the people on the streets are dangerous and have a glazed look in their eyes (these are just the student smokers sitting outside the library).
- the night watchman is at the desk instead of a student. They are nice guys, usually. But come on, there is a reason they work at night.
- I am ravenously hungry but too lazy to do anything about it. I need more snacks.
- I might microwave an empty cup. Or forget my keys again. These are both signs that tell me it's finals week.
Anyway. Finals next week. Looking like a cake walk compared to this.
Cue lightening bolt.