Oh No Not Mid-Terms Already
As we near the end of week four, we start to crash study for our mid term essays and exams. So much energy put into each question, a sigh of relief pushes out of our bodies as we think, only ninety-nine more to go… It seems like an eternity, as our brains struggle to find the answer hidden somewhere locked in our memory banks.
I keep tapping my head as if hitting numbers on a number pad at the bank ATM trying to access my account; sometimes I have enough credit left to meet my demands…
Some questions seem so confusing and blistering hard we feel like we are sitting under a hot lamp focused on our face with the Gestapo standing over us ready to pop us in the back of the head. Well maybe not that bad… will someone get this guy out of here?
The worse part of Mid-terms is starting the projects we have to write. We know what we need to write about, we know what it must consist of as far as how long, blah blah blah… but what gets me is how to start it.
Sometimes I sit for hours just looking at the screen as if I have been hypnotized by some object bouncing around telling me to sleeeep… sleeeep… sleeeep… my brain so completely numb that I feel like I am “lost in space”. Feels like you’re floating on nitrous oxide and Novocain.
Cup after cup of coffee and tea and a few doses of chocolate to get me hyped up… my brain snaps… Its like … duh female... its right there in front of you… then by some miracle my fingers start flying and my brain begins to manifest itself into some kind of thinking wonder that I have one thought after the next that actually make sense!
Whoa where did that come from… ok ok must have been the last donut I stuff into my face causing a sugar rush that sparked some energy in me… or was it the foot up the arse where someone kicked me into action :)
I keep tapping my head as if hitting numbers on a number pad at the bank ATM trying to access my account; sometimes I have enough credit left to meet my demands…
Some questions seem so confusing and blistering hard we feel like we are sitting under a hot lamp focused on our face with the Gestapo standing over us ready to pop us in the back of the head. Well maybe not that bad… will someone get this guy out of here?
The worse part of Mid-terms is starting the projects we have to write. We know what we need to write about, we know what it must consist of as far as how long, blah blah blah… but what gets me is how to start it.
Sometimes I sit for hours just looking at the screen as if I have been hypnotized by some object bouncing around telling me to sleeeep… sleeeep… sleeeep… my brain so completely numb that I feel like I am “lost in space”. Feels like you’re floating on nitrous oxide and Novocain.
Cup after cup of coffee and tea and a few doses of chocolate to get me hyped up… my brain snaps… Its like … duh female... its right there in front of you… then by some miracle my fingers start flying and my brain begins to manifest itself into some kind of thinking wonder that I have one thought after the next that actually make sense!
Whoa where did that come from… ok ok must have been the last donut I stuff into my face causing a sugar rush that sparked some energy in me… or was it the foot up the arse where someone kicked me into action :)