Wednesday, November 28, 2012

Wednesday is "Finals Time" Day.

Finals Time: a period of time that students experience typically at the end of the semester, degree of zombie-like state varies based upon the degree one is attempting to obtain

I showered Monday morning and I won't see the shower again until tomorrow morning. Yes, that's from Monday to Thursday that I'll go without a shower and I don't even bat my eye twice about it.

I woke myself up from a nightmare this morning that included me considering jumping off a cliff as opposed to taking an exam. Right before that dream, I had a dream that I went to my hometown for a skit and the entire town showed up. I received a standing ovation when I told them that we Oklahomans need to maintain our acccents. If we didn't, we'd be one hot second away from sounding like those Robertson boys from Duck Dynasty.

Also, if you're going through a life crisis, a birthday, baby announcement, engagement, or have had a death in the family, I likely do not know about it. The only thing I know right now is that I need to be in the library at all possible times. It's probably why my tweets or IGs seem so random and out of place.

I have made a paper chain, but I have to look at my phone every day to make sure that I'm tearing off the right day. I get equally excited and terrified about the end of the semester when I see how many days I have left.

Random music lyrics pop into my head all the time and it's all because I have Pandora working on overdrive right now. One minute it's Beethoven's 5th and the next it's Aerosmith's Dude Looks Like a Lady. Add Christmas music in there and you've got a serious hot mess going on. And oh yeah, my dreams have background music with the same random assortment.

And my house? Total disaster area. My husband is taking some courses for his job right now and is in the process of beginning work on his doctorate...AND OH MY GOSH I TOTALLY FORGOT TO WRITE THAT HE HAS HIS MBA NOW!! Awful wife of the year award right here ladies and gentlemen! That gets a whole post by itself.

ANYWAY, we have clean clothes piles everywhere and we need to do a deep clean because I'm crazy and decided to host an end of the semester dinner. But it's what I do. I also have decided that I'll be decorated by this dinner as well. And I've decided that I want to do popcorn garland. Does anyone know how to make it?

As you can see, I'm a hot freaking mess. That's what being a law student is like. One big hot mess. I hear being a lawyer isn't much better.

Happy Wednesday!







5 comments:

Mrs EyeCanSee said...

Man I do NOT miss finals time!! Hope you kick some serious butt!!!

And CONGRATS to your husband for finishing his MBA!

Jessika said...

This post has described my life perfectly! My appearance, sleep schedule and house is one big fat HOT MESS. Happy studying. Oh and just keep swimming.

Gina said...

I've been so MIA from Twitter that I've come thisclose to deleting my account eleventy billion times. So if you hear of any good dirt, er, announcements, you let me know.

Rachel said...

Sometimes I miss being in college. Except for this time of year! :) Right now, I'm so happy to be done with it all!

LWLH said...

We still love you during finals time. It's hot mess city in Sam's neck of the woods. Good luck girl!

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