So as soon as finals kick in, I loose alll sense of time. I can barely keep track of it as it is with a regimented schedule, but as soon as everything goes willy nilly, I’m lost. Aparently its Friday, and I have a final tomarrow morning at 8 am. I also need to get a car load of stuff home at some point this weekend, but I also need to study for the final tomarrow morning, as well as my English and DifEq finals on Monday, go to Hobart and eat sushi, cut up a professors deck with a sawzall, and then set off fireworks in his back yard (out side of city limits, so hopefully less attractive to police).
Im also done with finals Tuesday, need to be out of the dorms by Wednesday noon, and I think I’m also supposed to be on a plane flying to Montana for my sisters graduation at some point on Wednesday as well. Hecktic.