Final Exam Week

Finals week is upon me. What a holy mess that is going to be.

My school gives us one day called "reading day" in which we are suppose to study our asses off before finals start tomorrow.

I just woke up, so i have yet to fully comprehended the idea of "studying" even though i know i must do it. Especially since round one of exam is Me Vs. OCHEM. YUCK.

I exempted from taking my hot professors English exam so I'm just hoping i made an A on the paper to make an A in the class. Other English Professor test is on Saturday (who knows why) and because he seems to be a hard grader, i have to study for that.

Then i have math Monday. Biology Tuesday and i have decided to head home on Wednesday instead of Tuesday, just to give me an extra day of freedom. My mom kind of sounded sad that i didn't want to come home readily, but I agree with Kbryna, that i seriously need to take care of me, instead of everyone around me for a change. I have my book and location already picked out to lounge around.

This has been a very weird semester. Yesterday was my last day of work and surprisingly people seemed sad. My boss had a shocked look on her face when i said it was my last day, and then she made this sudden frantic "are you coming back next semester"

ME: Probably, I'll stop by in August to tell you for sure though.
Boss: Thank GOD!!!!!

It was half relief, half sadness, and excitement. When i asked her what had suddenly come over her, she was like

Boss: It would be a pleasure for you to come back, we seriously need you here.

I couldn't help but feeling a little good about myself. For once i was a needed participate to someone, and they had taken notice, and they wanted me back.

And surprisingly though i spent most of the semester ignoring her, me and Short Boy's girlfriend, Amanda, became allies in the last week. I think she may have even become my friend, we exchanged numbers and email address. We talked about getting a new job, possibly at the mall so we can near each other, and she was generally sad that i was leaving. *Pats on Back*, I felt incredibly good yesterday, like Mary Tyler Moore.

Katherine sent me another email. I have pretty much ignored it, wanting to stay as far away from that woman as possibly. Though the way our friendship ended wasn't ideal, I'm not trying to fix the wrongs by becoming her friend again. I just can't do that. No matter how bad i miss being a good influence on her kids, there is no way in hell that i would get myself in that situation again, especially with the same person.

I guess this final week isn't only about wrapping up school, but it's collectively wrapping up everything i have learned this year. And for the most part i fee like I've done a pretty good job of it. I feel like thing are getting better, or at least I am.

This week and next week are going to be long. I'll try to post, when i can.

Wish me luck.