Final fatality

I'm exceedingly calm considering what lies ahead of me. 4 finals in 4 days. I already had one today. My sleep schedule is already quite messed up and it's only going to get worse and I'm only going to get to sleep less. I was at Grainger tonight and in the midst of studying, I decided to take a break and play old school Oregon Trail on my laptop. My crew consisted of Watson, Crick, Woese, Menton and Pauling. Crick had to go break his arm and get cholera, but for the most part, my team made it. I killed a TON of rabbits. Tried going to IMPE with the Chinaman, but alas, it was closed. I'm stressin' about a lot of stuff right now, not just finals and I wish I could just erase it for this week at least. My greatest concern is obvious as ever, but I think that somehow I've found new resolve. I don't think it's a question of IF anymore; instead a question of WHEN. It may be a long time and I may wait to really start my life until I reach "when" but I think it'll be worth it. I no longer feel like I'm the only one with this concern, which is a comfort.

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