Finally

Finally done with finals! My goodness this week has been crazy. As some of you know, Frankie got very sick last weekend, and I've been charged to watch him like a hawk for the first week or two after they fixed his blocked urethra problem (which is common in male cats in particular, and can be lethal). So this morning I'm chilling at my computer, doing what I do, and I turn around to see this:

"'Sup, bro?"

He's been doing a lot better lately.

And to continue my most excellent week, my xbox 360 finally kicked the bucket. Wasn't worth sending in to fix, either, so I just swapped some Christmas presents and got myself a new one. Let's see how the new models hold up, eh? (I am not impressed with it's 'slim' design--that is not 'slim,' Microsoft. If you need an example of what 'slim' is, I suggest you ask Sony).

Then I got stuck in a Toys R Us parking lot at quarter to 11 the night before my 8 am final. The next day the lids were being screwy at my school's diner-type place and I got smoothie all over my coat and had to walk back to my dorm sans a coat and gripping a new smoothie. Friggin. Cold. (And if you are asking, "But--why the hell would you order a smoothie in winter? BECAUSE IT IS FRIGGIN DELICIOUS THAT IS WHY. Seriously. Chocolate and Irish cream? Yes please!)

Honestly, by the end of this week I was equal parts bemused and amused. When that much crap happens in quick succession, there's really not much you can do but laugh a little and shake your head. Besides, you guys are en route, so everything's worth it in the end, right?


Here's my song. I don't know what it is about this one, either. There is a fifty-fifty chance that when I play it I will either find it annoying or find it adorable. What's up with that?

I don't even know. This is not my usual music at all.

And then I emerged.

You know what's worse than finals week?  The week before finals week.
The one where all of your portfolios and databases and papers and presentations are due.  The one where you figure out what your grade is so far, and you calculate just how well you need to do on your finals to maintain your grade.
The one where you hole yourself up in your room and alienate your friends and family, just to emerge from it a week later exhausted, starving, lost, and confused.  You may or may not feel a little like this:

Beard included.



It is a scary time.  You have a weekend of peace, just to be plunged back into studying and worry, as you realize, 'Hey, this test is cumulative!  Time to catch up on a semester of stuff I've completely blocked from my memory!'

But hope is on the horizon!  Break will start soon!  A break with no homework or papers or anything!  Just rest, relaxation, and maybe some parties with people I haven't seen in ages.


That means you guys.


Until then, cheer up with this classy song:

Counting the Days

Is it just me, or did this semester go by incredibly fast? This is my last full week of classes before finals (which isn't saying much since I only have two tests--yay lit major!) and I find myself wondering...where on earth did the time go!?
Even more mind-boggling is the fact that I still have a ton of work to do. Is it sad when the best early Christmas present you can get is a one-day extension on a term paper? Seriously, when my media law teacher announced that he'd be accepting the paper on Friday instead of Thursday, he was like frickin' Santa Claus.

Where are the rest of you in your end-of-the-semester shenanigans? I know at least one of you is already in finals week. Are you super relieved to be done with it? Are you even more super excited for the fun we're going to have this break? I know a few of us already posted our breaks on Rachel's post, but post 'em here so we can see them all at once, eh? Because most of us are juniors--that means one more year before we *really* get out and about in the world. We need to spend as much time together as possible or else resign ourselves to renting a giant house somewhere and living together. Which might not be a terrible idea, as I'm fairly certain none of us can actually afford to live on our own...

Speaking of future plans, we need those break dates so we can coordinate that Plans for the Future business meeting. Fun times ahead!

Warning: the following song has a tendency to creep into people's heads, and you might find yourself muttering the chorus under your breath at inappropriate times--during a test, say, or in the library. Also, Tiny Toons!

Brings back memories. I miss the good cartoons.

News and other such things

It's the first day of December.  Where did my semester go? Why do I have to write so many papers and why are all of them due next week? I have 5, count'em 5 papers due next week. Final drafts, not rough drafts or anything like that. I am so shit at time management.

On a brighter note, I got an internship. Unpaid of course, but it's experience.  I'm interning with Harvey Klinger, a publishing company. Basically I get to read the first 5 pages of people's manuscripts and I decide whether or not they will be considered. I am the first line of rejection at this company. The fantastic thing is that I don't have to go anywhere for this. I just read stuff on the computer and organize each one into folders.  And it takes place during Spring semester, so I won't have to be away over the summer. I'm pretty excited, but terrified because this is in addition to my academic work and Carnival is second semester.

I shall be home shortly. My roommate is driving me back to the Midwest on the 20th of December. I am not sure if she is driving me the whole way or if I have to get someone to pick me up from Munster, IN. I'll figure it out.

But I AM COMING BACK AND I EXPECT TO SEE ALL OF YOUR FACES ALL THE TIME!


When are your Winter Breaks? Tell me, tell me! I require this knowledge.


Also, here is the song that you all have already heard most likely.