My life has been hell in the past 4 days.
I had a journal and a 10 page paper due last Thursday. Of course Sandy put it off until the last minute. 1 class over with...3 more to go.
My uncle passed away early Friday morning from intestinal cancer. I went one class on our last instructional day and showed up to work looking like a basket case. They told me go stay home and take a few days off.
I had 2 ten page papers due by 7 am this morning. I didn't get started on them until last Saturday...but I refused to stay home and cram so I let the BF take me out for Cinco de Mayo. I was able to finish it after getting some much needed help off the 'net. Two classes down, two more to go.
I have two final exams on Friday but I'm not TOO worried about them. One prof gave us the questions to choose from and it's just a matter of preparing and outlining essays for the exam. My other prof gave us a study guide and told us that it would be open book open note.
I wouldn't have had so many papers due this week but because of the strike, my midterm papers were pushed back...so they ended up being our final papers.
To make matters worse, as I'm trying to prepare for exams and all my relatives are flying in from all over the world at the funkiest times...and guess who picks them up from the airport? ME...just because our house is the closest.
Then it's a week off from school...only to return for Summer Session I on May 21st...my uncle's funeral is the day after...
And STILL I'm able to log onto GC. Geez.
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"Stress is toxic. It's a poison that makes me wanna throw up."--Me, on the aftermath of the UHPA Professors' strike
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