Done like Dinner

Finals are done.

I'm still in shock. I raced through this morning's multiple choice final and handed it in and then I was done.

So, I'm done now.

Unfortunately, I've got tonsilitis, so that's not fun, but I'm taking lots of Tylenol and keeping it in check. I'm less in pain and more just tired and out of it. And I now have to go clean the house and shovel the snow off the skating rink because I've got 50 people coming over for a Christmas party tonight.

But, I'm done.

Merry Christmas!

Three Down, One to Go...

Okay, I actually finished #3 on Thursday, but haven't posted anything because I've been too busy RELAXING. And then studying again today... you can only relax so much when you've got 8 chapters of Marketing textbook to read and review.

Getting sick, which TOTALLY sucks because I've been so busy over the last month and a half and things are finally winding down and now my body's rebelling. I guess better now than when I was in the thick of things.

Going to see Messiah tonight, which is going to be TOTALLY awesome. I'm really looking forward to it.

Anyway, I really have nothing interesting to say, as you can see, so adios.

Two Down, Two to Go

I finished the most dreaded final of this term today. NO MORE BUS 201! It was a three hour exam on Excel, and it's done.

I didn't put my name on this one, either, but I didn't have to, so it wasn't a big problem.

Here's a seemingly random tidbit: to turn down the volume on an iPod, all you do is rotate that little wheel. You would think it's easy to figure out, but it's not.

We were allowed to bring music into this exam, since it was open book, so I borrowed my Mom's iPod. She showed me mostly how to use it, but didn't show me how to change the volume. So, I was in a relaxed mood listening to "For Unto Us a Child is Born" from Handel's Messiah when suddenly I realized everyone around me kept glancing at me and laughing because the music was so loud. I couldn't figure out how to turn it down, so I just had to turn it off. Sad times.

Anyway, Management Science is tomorrow and after that it's smooth sailing until I write Marketing next Tuesday.

One Down, Three to Go

Finished my first final today. Forgot to write my name on it. (All is not in vain, though, as I am 99% sure that I DID remember to put my ID number.)

Finals would be much less stressful if I didn't want to go to grad school one day. I made that decision this weekend. How will I ever be the CEO of a company without my MBA?

Warm Days, Finals and Other Ponderings

Oh, the joys of Edmonton weather. Tuesday was so cold, everyone had their Eskimo parkas on. I think it was at least -20. The ground was covered in a nice, thick blanket of snow, assuring all who cared that we were certain to have a White Christmas.

Today, those hopes are in jeopardy, as the weather warmed up to a balmy 8 degrees and all the snow melted away. Although I'm sure that in the next two weeks, the weather will drop and it will snow once again, it felt wrong to be listening to Christmas music on the way home from school. To be honest, there's something magical about a cold December and drinking hot chocolate to warm up. It just feels that much more... romantic... in a 19th century novel kind of way. Oh well, my anthem for today: "Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow..."

But, to think I missed the balmy "winter" day to be inside studying. Now that I've achieved the goal of the past few years of getting into Business school (note: I didn't get rejected that many times, that's just how much time it's been since I thought "I'd like to go into business," did all my prerequisites, and raised my GPA), there seems to be little practical reason to do well in my classes. I decided at the beginning of the semester that my goal for the remainder of my degree was to learn, rather than get good marks. But, here I am, writing out cue cards to memorize meaningless definitions for my Marketing exam... and skimping on studying for my Management Science exam because I can do well without really knowing what I am doing. I don't know why it is so firmly embedded in me that marks matter... because no one else cares. Anyway, it is a mystery I could ponder for sentences and paragraphs and blog posts without ever finding an answer, and boring everyone to death, so I'll stop now.

I said there would be other ponderings in this blog, but I don't know yet what they are... it just sounded more poetic to add it to the end of the title. And alas, I must go clean the bathroom now. That is the poetry of real life. At Christmas, I always want to feel like I am somehow a literary character or something... it is such a reflective time and I always think big thoughts. But then real life calls in the form of a dirty toilet and impending company and I am jolted from that literary romance. And with that, I depart from the life in my head to the trudging reality that is.

Nine Months Later...

My sister just pointed out to me that I hadn't blogged for a while. So, here it is... I'll try to get in the habit again. I miss writing.

I'm in Business school now. It's great. The big decision of my life these days is whether or not I want to do a double major... or even if I can. It would have been much more simple if I didn't have such a great Accounting prof this semester. Never in a million years would I have dreamed of majoring in Accounting... But now I might.

Anyway, I have to leave for school in 5 minutes and am not quite ready to walk out the door. So, tootles... and check back often... it's exam time, so I'll be procrastinating.

Stress Time Done...

I would just like to say that I just finished the first draft of my paper.

All that's left to do is put in the footnotes and I am done like dinner!

Such a relief...

More on Procrastination

What is it with humans and our desperate need to procrastinate?

If I were to think scientifically outside of myself and observe my own study behaviour, it would be quite peculiar.

During the first few weeks of school, when there are not really any exams or assignments, I'm so on top of things, studying after each class, reading the textbook beforehand, etc. Not much motivation is required.

And now... a few weeks into classes, I've already written three midterms, and I've got one Monday morning at 9 a.m. I don't study on Sundays, and I have to be somewhere at 6 p.m. tonight (Saturday). At about 4:30 p.m. I've printed off all the notes I need to memorize and suddenly I develop this huge urge to play the guitar. So, we're talking about an hour max left of studying time and I go amuse myself with something else.

Why is it like that?

I mean, really... I did get all my studying done. (The Holy Roman Empire was established in 962... Henry II's reforms were 1154) It's all up here (picture me pointing to my head). And I'm good. But why did I spend more time taking breaks than actually working?

Procrastinator Supreme

I'm supposed to be studying right now.

But it's the end of Reading Week and I haven't done any work, so why start now?
I suppose my Monday morning midterm is a good reason...

Why do we work so hard for grades anyway? It's all about scholarships... but seriously, money from scholarships will probably just get blown anyway and looking back on today, I'll have wished I spent the day walking outside rather than sitting in this library study room on my laptop. Well, I'm not sitting on my laptop... more with my laptop.

Or I'll wish I'd spent more time talking to my friend Ruth studying so diligently across from me... the truth is that she doesn't want to be studying any more than I do right now. But here we are.

And, history is really interesting. So if I could just get over my laziness, I would learn something interesting.

Okay, time to hit the books...