Meh.

What a lovely, positively lovely week this has been. And it's only Tuesday. 'course, it doesn't really help that I physically feel icky, even though that icky and the main reason I feel icky are two different things. Well, unless you want to say it's hormones that are making me feel the way I feel. Or something. Okay, I'm rambling.

Finals start next week. Imagine my enthusiasm. The problem is, I think it's going to be hard this year in a different way than it normally has been. Normally I just have straight go-into-the-room-take-a-test finals, for which I go into "studystudystudystudySTUDY" mode and can usually do reasonably well on. However, it's a little different this year. Not only do I have tests like that, but I have a final paper, which I think is a little different. The way I see it, there really is no minimum limit on how much you can study. Depending on how well you know the subject, you could study for five minutes and theoretically pass the exam. So therefore, you can arrange your time based on how well you know each of the subjects. The problem with final papers is that there is a set limit on how much you have to have done. You HAVE to have the paper done, otherwise you run the risk of failing. Therefore, that becomes the time sink. So I have one of those this semester, which means it's gonna crunch into the time I could be using to study for drama and plant phys.

The problem though is that there's one more paper due this week(for the same class I might add), so I need to have that done by Thursday. So I need to finish that before I can really start to fly into studying and working on that final paper. Gods it's going awfully. I feel like I'm rambling on and on on the points I'm trying to make, but never really getting anywhere. I'm already two pages over the page limit(although he said that we could go over a page or two if needed. Still, I'm not sure if he meant if we put our tables into the paper or not), and no matter where I look, I can't find anything I can really cut. I can already see this paper coming back with a big fat C stamped on it, assuming I'm lucky.

I never thought I'd be saying this, but I'd really like an extra week. I don't see how I can have both papers done, and be studied up well enough to do well on my other two exams with the amount of time I currently have.

I think I forsee myself having to stay here over the weekend so I'm less distracted. In fact, unless something miraculous happens such that I can finish this first paper and then rip a huge chunk out of the next one, I think it's almost a guarantee. Gods I don't want to have to do that though. Just the thought of it makes me go ;___; I'll probably end up being horribly lonesome, mom will probably be horribly disappointed because I can't come home, and my dog, with his insane schedule-keeping ability, will be going "WTF? WTF?? She should be home by now! WTF??". *sigh* I miss people.

And I should probably stop rambling incoherently on LJ now and try to get some work done in the fifteen minutes I have before class time.

I want a hug.