I looked at my calendar on Friday and had 2 exams scheduled back-to-back. I've spent all weekend studying like mad (and partying like mad in order to mantain balance) because I've been missing a lot of lectures. I decided to restructure my schedule in order to concentrate more on academics and focus less on my social life. I started going to the library.
Last night, I hit the sack at 1 am after an intense cram session, but I was wide awake from anxiety. I didn't go to sleep until 4:30 am, and my first exam was at 8 am. I set three alarms, all of which I slept through. My roomate finally shook me awake 10 minutes before the exam began. I took a Mexican shower and tossed on some clothes, running barefoot to the management building (my shoes have a truly sinister smell). I think I did alright enough on that exam, but I braced for the Economics exam that followed. I had concentrated mainly on management, since it's my major and I can actually understand what the professor's saying half the time despite the best efforts of his accent.
I hurried back to my dorm and checked online for the location of the exam, which the syllabus had claimed would be posted online, but of which I had seen no evidence. Much to my mixed dismay and complete exhiliration, THE EXAM ISN'T UNTIL NEXT WEEK! The guillotine blade stopped inches short of my neck, the bonds were released, we threw down our swords, and went off to frolic in the sunny fields.
ok, so I still have another exam this week and some papers, but holy hallelujah was that a relief. Post your humongous fears that turned out to be windmills and straw men in the end!
Last night, I hit the sack at 1 am after an intense cram session, but I was wide awake from anxiety. I didn't go to sleep until 4:30 am, and my first exam was at 8 am. I set three alarms, all of which I slept through. My roomate finally shook me awake 10 minutes before the exam began. I took a Mexican shower and tossed on some clothes, running barefoot to the management building (my shoes have a truly sinister smell). I think I did alright enough on that exam, but I braced for the Economics exam that followed. I had concentrated mainly on management, since it's my major and I can actually understand what the professor's saying half the time despite the best efforts of his accent.
I hurried back to my dorm and checked online for the location of the exam, which the syllabus had claimed would be posted online, but of which I had seen no evidence. Much to my mixed dismay and complete exhiliration, THE EXAM ISN'T UNTIL NEXT WEEK! The guillotine blade stopped inches short of my neck, the bonds were released, we threw down our swords, and went off to frolic in the sunny fields.
ok, so I still have another exam this week and some papers, but holy hallelujah was that a relief. Post your humongous fears that turned out to be windmills and straw men in the end!
