Finals week is basically the worst. Not due to the constant cramming of information you have no intention of retaining, or the early mornings and the late nights. I can handle studying and sleep deprivation (as well as can be expected, I mean). I just can't handle everyone else.
I become jealous fairly easy. Sometimes I hate infants because they look cute in PJ's, and sometimes I despise old people because they are allowed to say crazy things and not be questioned. I don't know. Anyways, I just get remarkably jealous of the people who spend their day actually doing things, instead of studying. I don't understand how it works. Why aren't they hysterical yet? Why haven't they started crying because they don't understand the Calvin cycle? Why haven't they eaten an entire jar of peanut butter in one sitting? Gosh, why did they actually shower this morning?
I don't think I'll ever understand how some people can earn good grades on their finals, while also maintaining their hygiene. That's okay, I guess. Because someday, I'll look back on this experience and...still be really annoyed that they survived finals week.
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