Two more exams down, four more to go. It’s crazy having seven exams in four days, but at least they’re only midterms. Today I wrote Parenting and World Religions, two exams which I thought would be harder than they actually were. I’m more worried, however, about tomorrow’s exams, Biology and Law. Those are going to be crazy. I think I basically know the Biology stuff, but I can’t seem to keep any Law information in my head. I mean, when I write tests, I seem to know the stuff, but I can’t remember anything that I’ve learned. It’s like it’s there and it spills out onto the page, but I didn’t know it was in there.
Anyways, I’d almost like to say that I’m stressed out about exams, because that seems to me like it’s what I should be doing, but I strangely am not worried at all. It feels like I should be just because they’re important exams, it being my last year and all, but I’m really not stressed at all. Right now I’m just looking forward to getting out of work finally, and then spending some time at retreat relaxing and getting closer to God.
Just two more days of intense writing and hand cramps to go, and then my seventh semester of high school is over. I honestly have blisters on my thumb and my first finger because of my pen. And I shouldn’t fail to mention that since I’m left-handed, I have pen smudges all over the side of my hand. Stupid right-handed world. I wish I were Hebrew – then I’d have the advantage, since they write from right to left. Oh well, maybe next life. Oh yeah, my other left-handed/right-handed rant concerning exams is that our desks have armrests on the right side but not on the left. All my friends were complaining about their sore arms and then Lana and me were just like, “Shut up. At least you have arm rests. We have to hold our arm up the entire time.” It’s so uncomfortable. We really need tables instead of desks.
That’s about all I have to say right now. I’ve got to go get ready for my fourth day of work in a row – just one more day and then I’m off for the rest of the week. Retreat should be awesome, and even if it’s not, I’ll make it awesome. But that’s it. Later dudes. And dudettes.