Wednesday December 6th, 2017 at 9:37 PM.
I only have 5 classes left this semester.
Having 3 finals on one day has finally sunk in. I’m not feeling great. Typing it just now gave me knots in my stomach.
I didn’t start studying tonight, but I think I have a plan.
I finished all of the chapter homeworks for accounting, so if I turn it in tomorrow, I will get 3 points on my average. I need those points.
We got our last essay back in western civilizations. I got a 90. I don’t really have any strong feelings about that. It’s fine, I guess. I would really like an A in that class though.
I am now terrified to take my economics final. We have a quiz on Friday now, also not forward to taking that.
My roommate went home tonight. She said she is coming back tomorrow, but I have a weird feeling she won’t.
It is not snowing. It was supposed to start at 7 PM, however; I am not complaining.
It’s kind of nice to have my dorm to myself.
Mostly, because I can talk to myself, and I have a lot of conversations with myself.
I didn’t have dinner tonight. Well, not a real dinner.
I am a little scared about going to accounting tomorrow, because we are reviewing, and it is a competition. As soon as she said “competition,” I instantly got stressed out.
I am also scared of all of my classes next semester.
I just remembered this, apparently I listened for over 75,000 minutes on Spotify. It’s definitely inflated, because I would fall asleep while listening, but still that’s a lot. I just did the math and it’s 1,250 hours.
It is now 9:44 PM.
My high of the day – having my dorm to myself is pretty nice. I can do whatever I want. My low of the day – I saw who is going to be in my classes next semester. Also terrifying.
It is now 9:45 PM.