Finals suck.
I’m done with all but the one I dread most – Linear Algebra at 1:00 Friday. After that, though, blissful freedom. Between the stress and the stress-induced sleep deprivation and the stress-induced headaches (those just started today), this has been about the least fun week ever.
At my Nuclear Engineering final today I told my professor that he hadn’t recorded a score for me on one of the homework assignments. He told me to email him my score and then he said, “I trust you.” The entire walk home I debated whether or not to tell him the truth. It was the assignment on which I did the worst and could easily be the difference between an A and a B in the class. I told him the truth.
Saturday Kevin and I went to see Ben Folds in concert. He definitely rocked my suburbs, if you know what I mean. No, that is NOT what I mean. Actually, I’ve kind of avoided concerts of late. They’re too expensive and I don’t really feel like I should be paying to see an act live when I wouldn’t spend less money to buy an album (or two or three) for the same price and hear the songs I want to hear, as often as I want. Anyway, apart from the worst opening act I’ve ever seen it was a good time.
I think I’ve found an apartment for this summer, and I’ve found a gym, so that’s definitely one less thing about which to worry. One thing is newly worrisome. On Monday, I overdrew my checking account by $3.96. On Tuesday, my bank charged me $96.00 in overdraft charges. <Cartman>I… am… so… pissed off… at you guys…</Cartman> This is about the sixth time it’s happened, and every time they tell me that they’ve fixed it so that overdrafts will draw on my savings account. I’m going to march in there between noon and 3:00 or whenever the hell it is that banks are open and give them a piece of my mind.
OK, time to try to get some rest.
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