Media Semestre
Finally, midterms is over. i can’t believe how extremely delighted i am to have rushed into battle armed with more than a hundred’s worth of pages crammed into my brain and to have emerged in one piece–alive to tell the tale of how it is to have read two chapters of wilbur schramm from morning till night. alive after making a comprehensive reviewer of my infamous religion handouts (the text on the handouts were microscopic). alive after immersing myself unbelievably in college algebra. midterms is finally over and i couldn’t be any happier.
admittedly, i was in a state of shock prior to my midterms. after three semesters of only having to take one or two midterm exams, i couldn’t believe i had to take midterm examinations for all of my subjects. it felt so much like high school except that high school was way more cumbersome and saddistic.
now we can all look forward to the glory of taking our finals and taking a bow after a whole school year of working doubly hard just to get that coveted 4.0. my goal is to hibernate during the entire summer vacation and wake up energized and feeling as if i’ve had enough of too much sleep. impossible.
it amazes me how some people think that i barely get any sleep. that’s just so weird. i love to sleep and i jump on the dreamland express whenever i get the chance to. i mean, nine hours of sleep just isn’t enough now, is it?
i just hate it when i have to rise and shine and everything just seems so perfect. the temperature, the folds of my blanket, the softness of the pillows. it makes me feel lethargic and sleepy and nice all over that i’ve often entertained thoughts of skipping class and just sleeping the day away. of course that never happened. i can’t bear the thought of having to miss class.
forgive me for yacking away. i’m just so glad that i can use my blog again after a week’s agony of being unable to access my little spot in cyberspace.
the next entry should be a lot more interesting. something about valentines. don’t cringe. it’s not gonna be anything cheezy or what.
