It's About That Time.

I'm in the library right now, caught in the awkward in-between of one final and another. Having finished my public speaking written test [Which I find incredibly ironic], now I settle in to wait for my German oral final at 3:00. The library buzzes with more life in this one week than it does all of the rest of the year put together. The real challenge during finals week is not the actual studying, but finding the absolutely perfect place to nestle in and prepare. Most choose this enormous, lovely library, and so finding a good seat is difficult. After scouring the top floor, where nearly every seat was taken and 70% of those "studying" were sprawled out sleeping, I crept down the stairs to the fourth floor. I've found myself a oddly placed leather chair that is almost in the middle of the hallway, but I can't complain, it is ridiculously comfortable. And it's a good thing too, I'm here for at least another two hours. Armed with German notes, my warm Macbook, and Jack Kerouac, I think I'll be just fine. 

It's a good thing finals come when they do, because if I had to do school any longer, well....I just wouldn't. Walking all over campus, I hear students constantly complain of fatigue, not just physically, but mentally and emotionally. We're all exhausted, and one more week here would just do us in. It's strange that the week I should probably be working the hardest is when I sleep the most. It probably doesn't help that I've got a killer sinus infection during finals, but I've been napping like a champion. In fact, I'm finding it difficult to stay awake even as I type this. 

Only one more week and I'll be in my favorite city: Nashville. I look forward to spending a week with some of the sweetest people in the world. And now, I feel I simply cannot stay awake any longer. Tschuss, my dear readers, and happy studies.