Mhm it's officially finals week

Mildly freakin out over here, folks. Many of you will roll your eyes at this ridiculousness. I'm aware of this. However, in the nerdy-world, this is business time.

This is the part of the week where I have a minor meltdown and my procrastination hangs it's sorry head in utter shame.

SHAME, I TELL YOU!

Procrastination can be fun---EXCEPT---why would you put off what's going to hang like a heavy grey cloud over your head for the next x amount of time? It puts a jolly damper on you and your fun! But did I listen to this advice? No... So here I am at finals week, staring at what I haven't done yet.

Facebook? I shun you. I block you [again]. Google reader? I'll be back, but it'll be a while. Blog? I may need you as an outlet this week. You are spared.

Ok. Nutrition tomorrow (it's a cumulative whopper), Ethnography on Tuesday (let's discuss how Cole hasn't finished the reading for that one) and Aging Social Policy on Tuesday (let's talk about how Cole hasn't even made a dent in that reading material...), and a paper for Evangelicalism on Thursday (currently that paper is a page of typed notes and about 20 pages of research that has to magically become a paper in, oh, my spare time).

Current GPA: 3.86
Possible GPA after this finals week: 3.45

That's going from magna cum laude to zilch, folks. That's "what a sweet little scholarship I have" to ZILCH, folks.

THAT'S ONLY 3 B'S, FOLKS! I also realize that it is possible for me to get A's in those classes. But that looks like it would be a holy miracle as I face it all now.

I'm gonna go study and stuff. Thank you for letting me stress at you.



***edit***

Don't try to do math when you're stressed. Scratch that potential .41 drop in my GPA with 3 B's. That's a big burly [comforting] mathmatical mistake. That kind of a drop would mean that I made D's in ~3 classes. I do liberal and performing arts--not math and science.