FINALS

F.I.N.A.L.S.  Frick, I never actually learned (this) stuff. Is a more polite way of putting it. As we are ending the school year of 2009-10, I say fare thee well, and good luck to seniors! Finals. Finals. Gosh. The more I say it, the worst it gets. Why do teachers insist on putting us through these tests? How are we supposed to remember a formula we used four months ago, eh? And these reviews keep getting more and more confusing. What the heck are periods? And where do I find them on a Periodic table?! >.< As anxiety kicks in with all these projects(FINALLY DONE WITH ALL THREE) and these final review and the imminent tests, I sleep. I sleep a lot. Which is probably good in the long haul, but I'm not getting any work done when I go to sleep at seven thirty. Well, I usually just take a nap and sleep until 6 nowadays. Maybe me sleeping is partially due to the heat and the humidity. Then homework, unless I can procrastinate on it. If so, I usually just leave it 'till the morning. BAD HABIT, eh? Why do I always say "eh?" I'm not Canadian. Or are Ryan, Kelsey and their parents rubbing off on me? The world may never know. Along with Dinosaur emotions and the expanse of the Universe. OMG. Is anyone rather..miffed at our English teacher for making us learn Poetry three days before Finals? And even more upset that there is going to be a Poetry section on our English final!?? I swear our teachers are nuts. Toodle-oo. Going to beddy bye.
Katie.