This week, I have reviewed an entire semester of contracts, something I would not recommend to anyone. I wouldn't have done it had it not been for extenuating circumstances. (Extenuating circumstances = blonde b*tch who decided that instead of teaching aerobics, she would teach unscheduled advanced body sculpting out of the blue. I literally could not walk for three days.) I sat at my kitchen table and outlined all week long. I haven't gotten to Property or Crim yet, but we only have another 70 pages of Contracts to read for the entire semester, so I don't have that much more to do in that class anyway.
Beyond that, I've spent almost the whole time with my family and one weekend in Muncie with some BSU friends. (It never fails to surprise me when Puerta's margaritas kick my ass.) Even though I've pretty much been studying non-stop, except for my ten hour nights of sleep doped up on painkillers, I feel really refreshed, and I'm feeling a lot more caught up with school. This is good because we're going into the time crunch of the end of the semester. I'm glad I'm feeling a little bit confident.
I'll probably never have the archetypal college Spring Break, since I'll be studying non-stop for another two years. I'm not all that sad.
Now, if you'll excuse me, I have to go watch Andie end up with Blaine the major appliance instead of Duckie, the dork of my dreams.
That was an absurdly productive break.
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