Freedom is a good thing

And I'm not talking about any of those big-time freedoms we all take for granted. Nope, I'm talking about freedom from ridiculous classes and all the bullshit that they entail. Constant assignments, studying, and the occasional 15-page paper have plagued me these last 4 months, but no longer. (Well, at least not until mid-January.) For these four weeks, I shall catch up on all the lethargy I left behind when the semester started.

I had 3 final exams this semester, and studying for all 3 basically involved nothing more than rote memorization. I can't begin to explain how much I detest studying for these exams. First, I tend to procrastinate until the absolute latest point to begin studying. Then, I end up locking myself in my room with my books and notes, trying to cram as much crap into my head as is humanly possible in the short time that I have to study. Then I get all stressed out, take the exam, and afterwards forget everything I "memorized."

The exams actually weren't too bad for the most part, which is the only saving grace. This is particularly true of my "Computer Networks" test. I procrastinated very badly on this exam, which is understandable given the two potentially beastly exams I had prior to it. I ended up starting at about 3 P.M. on Friday afternoon and studied almost the entire time up until I took the test the next morning at 8 A.M. There was a lot of info to cover, but the test was a piece of cake. I studied with some classmates until 3 A.M., got home, took a break to inhale some leftover pizza and watch Alias, and then got back to work. When I went to drive over to take the exam at 7:45, my car wouldn't start so I ran about a mile over to the Psych-Math building to get there on time. Of course the professor was 20 minutes late, which doesn't really bother me too much since I had more time to study.

So anyway, vacation officially has begun. No more bitching about classes for four whole weeks, woohoo!

-Mark