I think that this week exists to the sole purpose to see how much stress people can take. I hate this week with a passion now. I have spent more time studying this past week for the various little things that could be on tests because teachers decided to be rather vague as what would be on the finals.
Let me back track for a moment. Last weekend after taking three tests the previous week, I decided I needed a break and to relax slightly. I did do that, but I also said I would help out my brother and sister in law and so I babysat their daughter who is 15 months old.
The child is great under normal circumstances to play with, but I noticed that day as I babysat, tried to relax and study some math for the final, she decided to be ultra-needy and demand my full attention or cry at the top of her lungs. I didnt get a lot accomplished.
So Monday instead of working like I should have, I took the day to study for the Math test I had scheduled for the next day at 11 am. And I studied a lot.
So Tuesday came around I woke up later than I would normally like to have, I went to take the final. Yeah I had told myself I would take the whole 3 hours if needed to get the best possible grade I could. I was lying to myself. At 2 hours I had done all I cared to attempt, I had written something down for every question and I felt I wasnt getting anywhere, so I left.
This caused me to set time limits for when I would and wouldn't be taking tests any more.
So I went to work Tuesday after noon and pretty much did nothing. Same thing for work on Wednesday. I did do some studying for my other finals but I didnt do much other than that. I had planned to take my Stats final Wednesday night, but after seeing the line that existed going into the testing center I blew it off for other thans and went home to study for a Physics final.
Wednesday night I got no sleep studying and the occasional break to play a game or something. So early Thursday morning I got ready and was out the door right as it began getting light outside. I went to work to do some little things and by 10 or so I left to take the Stats test I delayed taking the night before. I had written down before entering the Testing Center no longer then 90 minutes did I want to be taking the test. And sure enough about that much time later I was walking out of the testing center feeling pretty good about my performance on that test.
So I went back to work to study and finish up little things. I was really out of it and the time just went on by [I think at one point I might have slept for a little bit]. By 5pm I was ready to go home and eat some dinner, which I did but no before remembering the other test I needed to take. After making some pasta and chicken I trekked back to campus and stood in line to take the Physics test. Yeah I gave myself the same 90 minutes that I had said for the Stats test. At 100 minutes taking the test, it became a multiple guess situation with a 1 in 10 chance of being right, I really just wanted to go home and sleep so I educated guessed at the remaining problems and went home to sleep.
This morning it almost took an act of God to get me out of bed. I finally did and went back to campus for my last two finals that were scheduled for 11am and 3pm with 3 hours for each. The 11am final was basically a watered down logic course with some emphasis on math, I told everyone studying before the final started that I wasnt going past 75 minutes in that room as I really didnt care to be taking any more finals. True to my word at 1 hour I double checked my answers for the second time and turned in my test and was out the door. It wasnt that bad of a test, I think people we making more out of it then they should have
So I went to work in the interim and closed out the week by checking some emails and responding to them in some indeterminate manner.
By 2:30 I was back on campus and in the room for my final final exam. I was sitting next to a friend and he was fretting some little thing that could be on the final. I told him my time limit for the final was 90 minutes but I was really shooting for 60. He looked at me and was perplexed. He asked me something about being able to answer all the questions and write 2 essays. I responded that the short answer part would be answered but I didnt feel that 1 year or 1 month or even 1 week from then I would care what question #4 read on the final nor the answer I put down. As far as the essays were concerned mine were as direct to the point as I could be and with enough information that the teacher could see that I understood the course material.
So when the teacher began handing out the finals I asked him if he had our grades to that point figure. He said yes. I then asked the follow up question if he could tell me how many I had to answer in order to pass his class, he chuckled and then realized I was serious. He shook, his head. Darn right...
Well 70 minutes after getting the test I turned it in completed and was out the door. It was at that point I want to scream and cheer.
Now I have 3 weeks until I am back in school again...that is definitely worth a WAHOO! moment.