I hate when I don't write an entry in forever. Because I know that I end up forgetting stuff I'd like to write about, and I know that it'll end up being super long anyway so it's unlikely most people will read it. I actually meant to write this entry a while ago. I literally started writing it last week and got sidetracked.

Finals were pretty much insane. Actually, I guess technically I did them all in one day..

I worked my ass off to do the Child Psychology take home final. My arm was so sore Sunday night... from writing soo soo much. By the end of it all, the pen I was using, which I pretty much only sparingly used before went from being able to see the ink from under the grip to not. That's how much I had to write. I didn't even know pens used that much ink. I pretty much kept writing as much as I could under the time constraints.

The assignment was just retodded though, and infuriated me so much. Some questions weren't in the book, and googling answers didn't help, so for a few I just wrote a little bit of what sounded plausible from the book and put a note that said I couldn't find it in the book. There was a lot of stuff that I liked reading about in the book which was interesting, like educational theories and other topics, which I'd like to go back and actually learn rather than glaze over because I need to get to the next fucking question. I'm not sure how I got it finished in time, but I know I did sometime Tuesday night/Wednesday morning.

I had to interrupt all the Child Psych shit for an actual important final, my Sociology final on Tuesday at 2:45. I got some sleep that night and I think I woke up at 9ish that morning, did some more Child Psych work and felt like going to school early cause I didn't feel like sitting at home/waiting studying. There wasn't a whole lot of studying necessary, she told us basically there would be an essay about the End of Suburbia stuff and about the Iraq War stuff and another essay that I didn't prepare for at all but she wasn't sure if that would be on it. Well that, and the map work which I felt might not be too difficult because we'd probably just have to know North America/South America/Africa/Europe/Asia. I was telling this to some of my classmates before the final (who basically knew me as the smart kid), and what do you know, that's what the map work part was. Am I good or am I good.

So the essays were pretty much how I mentioned too, with only having to do 2 of 3 and the other one being the gender/race stuff, so i just did the other two and wrote pretty good essays I felt, for once. Knowing that it seems like the standard is lowered here at BCC, I'm starting to realize I don't need to stress out too much. The essay period was 2 hours long and I figured the map work would take about 30 minutes and to write 2 essays in an hour and half seemed like a bit much but I figured they didn't have to be too organized and 45 minutes for each should work. But I got them done, and like usual I was pretty much the last one to finish. I'm not sure how people can leave so early in a final that has two essays that should be lengthy. I mean, I'm sure I could go on and on about both the topics if I had the time, yet people seem to be able to just be okay with handing in crap.

After the exam I talked with Professor Wood about a bunch of different things, which was probably the highlight of the finals week. It gave me some good insights about school. Some anecdotes she told me about her life seemed quite reminiscent of mine.

Anyway, from there I went to finish the rest of my Child Psychology stuff. I sat in the library finding articles for my portfolio thing basically just running through magazines like Psychology Today trying to find interesting child psychology type stuff, I didn't even read most of them, just glanced over them to make sure they looked good. Pretty much just find article, photocopy, rinse repeat. That's how I came across this cool article, and I'm going to have to go get that book at the library sometime (which I did by the time I finished this entry).

After I got enough articles I felt, which was kind of hard to find enough of surprisingly, I actually borrowed some from my old Psychology portfolio from Mr Watterson's class, went home, finished the rest of the final exam. Still had to write up 10 lame observations of children which I basically tried to remember from my past and they were pretty lame. Got that done, it was maybe 4 or 5am, maybe later, hadn't studied at all for Calc, hadn't gotten any sleep at all.

I actually went in early as the Child Psych final was at 10:15 and I wanted to print out my observations at school and finish it up a bit. So on the way up to Fall River at like 8am I stopped to get some coffee. I haven't had coffee in a while, in fact I think the last time was maybe at Relay last year but I'm not sure. I got some awful disgusting coffee from Hess, and spilled some of it on my pants on the ride up. Studied for Calc a tad. Talked to Stephanie in the lab while I was doing observation stuff and as she was freaking out about a math final she had to take.

The actual Child Psych final wasn't really anything. All her classes gathered in the lectured hall, those like me who hadn't given in our stuff ahead of time, and she didn't even want the articles cause they were for us to read really. Awesome, so all that 3-hole punching I did and spending money to copy all the pages was for nothing. Sweet! And then all we did was have an oral final where we stood up a bunch of times saying yes to stuff she said about how we wouldn't do bad things to children and all that crap and how we'd read the book Hope Rising that she assigned that no one actually read.

Went back to study after that for Calc and realized I couldn't concentrate and didn't remember nearly anything. I hadn't done any homework for chapter 9 at all, or any of the homework any of test was on actually. She gave us a outline for all the test questions so I basically looked through that and tried to remember how to do each of the problems. I was freaking out so badly and realizing I couldn't concentrate since I've been up for over 24 hours, high on caffeine, totally wired. I had a decent grasp of everything except finding an interval of convergence which I pretty much didn't think I could do at all.

And then came the final. I was totally just wired. I could barely even write straight and when I passed it I asked the professor to look it over to check if she could actually understand it because I wasn't sure if it was totally legible. I started going through the problems and I was like..okay...yes, I got that one, alright, that one...and that one, and that one. I got to the interval of convergence problem and it looked like I solved it correctly, and I was like..holy crap...I don't even think I've done one of those problems right before. I had one problem I believe I had to go back to which was a trig substitution problem and I looked at it and wasn't getting it for a while because there was a theta since left in my answer after I had substituted most of the stuff. And then I realized all of a sudden, arcsin x = theta. And after all the jitteriness and not even being to coherently put together a sentence, I somehow had finished my Calc final. It was pretty insane and I don't know how I did it.

Even after all that...I then had to go to work after being up 24 hours+, by the time I got to sleep I think I had been up over 39 hours or so, which probably ties/beats my record from senior project.

In the end, I got a 103 on my calculus final. Man I still can't comprehend that, only 2 points off on the whole thing? That's insane. I ended up getting a 4.0 in all my classes, even Child Psych although I did everything at the last fucking minute and passed in my autobiography a week late. And even in Sociology where I would have bet I would have failed the mid-term. I got an A+ actually in Calc II if it matters.

Phew.

I'm sorry this is so long and so late. If you read this hats off to you, thank you for caring. I know me writing about what happened over a 39 hour time span probably isn't that exciting, but I really don't do it for anyone else but me now because so few people still use LJ who are on my friends list. But that was the point of it all for me to begin with, because if I don't write it then I might end up forgetting it.

This is kind of like what happened junior year during the last few weeks of school. I stopped writing in my paper journal/diary due to poetry project for Epistemology and a lot of stuff happened that I would have liked to have written down and remembered better.

I've got some other stuff I'd like to write about more succintly and in a different entry, mainly, the awards ceremony I went to at school for getting the 2nd in our school's Math League contest, and maybe a catharsis regarding Tiffany.

Yes, I know I didn't mention her and I'm sorry if I left anyone hanging if they actually cared. She didn't show up to the final as far as I know. Such is life. I'm hoping I'll see her again next semester, and I mean there's certainly a chance. She was only taking that one class at Fall River but she can't take them all at New Bedford can she? The best thing would be if she saw me and was the one who started a conversation with me. That would make me feel awesome. If I see her and there's no strange animosity I'm going to give her my number. Now who wants to start a prop bet on that?

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