No more classes?!
One more exam, and I'm outta here!
This morning I had my third final, out of four.
Naturally, I stayed up super late studying and planned on waking up a little bit before the class
to review my notes and then go take the exam at 10:40.
I woke up at 10:38.
In a rush of panic and disbelief that I had actually slept through my alarm,
I literally ran out the door.
Not having Pawnee with me anymore I had to speed walk across campus.
Such an idiot.
I hoped desperately that my professor wasn't one of those professors in movies that
doesn't let students take tests after the time starts.
I got to class - sweaty and disgusting - but got a scan-tron and began the test.
It was hard for me to focus because of the adrenaline rush I had just experienced,
my hands were shaking like Mitchell when he hasn't eaten sugar in an hour, and
the kid sitting next to me was shaking his legs so every bubble I bubbled in - had to be done
It was like an earthquake.
In all the rush - I finished and turned in my exam - and left.
This is my life.
I'm scared to know how I did on that exam, but the truth is
however bad I did - is way better than my score would've been if I had slept through my alarm.
[or I least - I'm hoping so]
Earlier this week [yesterday] my new lens and camera that I bought on ebay came in the mail.
It's an automatic canon film camera but I bought it for the zoom lens.
I'm so happy,
I love it.
I can take photos of the moon!
which can be photoshopped - zoomed in even closer to:
I know right?!
So basically, whenever I'm not studying - which turns out to be a lot of the time -
I take photos with this lens.
Mostly I just end up taking creepy photos of people outside my widow.
They all looked really happy together.
Now do you understand why I can't wait to go back home?