This is my millionth finals week since I've started school, and I am trying to start a new kind of study habit.
I cram. I've always crammed. I will always cram.
but for some unknown (or known, just not accepted) reason I am trying to study before i can cram. WHAT? That doesn't even register.
and obviously, I am failing miserably.
All I can do is think about how early it is (11 p.m. what the fuck? I don't start looking at my stuff until 12:30.), my facebook, quotes I want to look up at imbd.com, time to ask off work, that fact that I have friends downstairs basking in the glory of a smokey 4th coast and I am upstairs in quiet as a mouse crows nest, and how poor I am.
I like to have routines. I live for routines. This year my only routine is smoking a cigarette and buying a mama bear sized sugar free redbull before I go into work.
But, I do routinely freak out before exams. At least I can count on that happening.
I have my last assignment for class due next thursday. My topic? "Two moments in Einstein's discovery of special relativity" a speech by Dr. John Norton.
I hate science. I cheated in every single science class in high school (thank god for scientific calculators and Patrick), and haven't thought about taking one since.
This is the only time where I am going to rely on wikipedia.
I am really bad at acting like I am interested in things, and I can guarantee that it is going to be an assignment within itself to not fall asleep.
Que horror.
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