It's the end of the semester...am I dead yet?

Here I sit, in my Monday night class, taking notes and trying to be productive. Last time this class met I completely forgot, but it's a good thing I made it today because if not I wouldn't know what I've got to get done this week!

There is one week of regular classes left in the semester; next week is finals week. I thought I was pretty stress free and on the ball. Opps! I have a 7-10 page paper to write by Friday. (This new paper is for another class, but I found out about it tonight.) Oh happy day...or not. I think I've figured out when to do it, but it completely puts me off. I was going to use the whole week to finish up revisions to my Research paper and start reading any and every book I can get my hands on! I guess that'll have to wait for next week.

I had been on a self imposed ban of reading for pleasure. There was just too much going on and too many distractions this semester. I've got a couple books started but decided they would be too involved for me to concentrate on at the time. AARRRGGGG!!!!!!! I'm ready to be done with this semester and all the baggage that goes with it.

I guess signing up to extend my Thursday night shift was actually a good idea. Instead of reading the first book on my list I'll spend the night working on one paper or another! Yup, I've got from 7pm Thursday night until 2am Friday morning! But wait, here's a problem: the library is going to be crazy busy, probably all night. It IS the week before finals. So reading a book was going to be the perfect set aside and pick back up activity for the night. I'm gonna get cranky and pissy if I keep getting interupted while working on a paper. So maybe I'll REALLY have to get moving and try and get it ALL done Wednesday...seems unlikely. We'll see how well I hold up to the late night. It might be a good idea to give me a call Friday (AFTERNOON) to make sure I'm still alive!