finals week already. . . where is my chocolate?

Well, I was going to link to this blog from last year's mid-term week, describing how overwhelmed I was feeling at the moment, how unprepared, and how this semester has pretty much gone over my head.

But a lot of the details aren't quite the same, so I won't... hee-hee...

I am under a lot of self-imposed stress, but I think I'm handling it ok. Working out like crazy has, I believe, really helped my stress level this time around. In the last 48 hours I've actually worked out 5 times if you can believe that--2 cross fit sessions, one of which was really really hard, and 3 sessions of Turbo-Jam. It's all good. I'm a bit sore but I think I'm getting addicted to the endorphins.

And it's hard to get too depressed about the whole situation because I figured I'd need to get less than a 25% on the final to not pass, so I think I'm good. I am studying every spare second, going over essays and old test questions until I'm blue in the face, but, at this point, it is what it is. I had a really hard time this last quarter (the nervous system is not my friend, it's not!) but I'll just go in an do what I can.

So, pray for me. I'll be taking my final tomorrow, and then I can just be relieved that it's over until August.