Finals Week, Day 1

Here is today in a nutshell, simply because I need a break from studying.

I woke up.

I ate chocolate cake for breakfast.

I studied Natural History.

I listened to a brilliant thesis defense about women as historical agents.

I studied more Natural History.

I talked about how nervous I was to take my Natural History oral.

I read Psalm 121, because someone heard me freaking out and conveniently had it printed.

I took my Natural History oral.

I did not cry during my Natural History oral.

I cried approximately 5 seconds after leaving my Natural History Oral.

I looked stupid.

I went to the bathroom, looked at the sorry sight of a girl with puffy eyes, no make-up, and seriously poofy hair, and told her to get a grip.

{Don't ask why I was crying. I haven't figured that out yet. I was happy enough with my grade, but I was so nervous going into it, and once I was done--all this pent-up something just came out of my tear ducts.}

I decided to wait in the bathroom until I looked normal.

I realized I didn't have that much time.

I visited the school secretary's desk and raided her candy bowl.

I went home.

I ate chocolate pie.

I watched an episode of The Dick van Dyke Show. "Oh Rob!!!"

I worked on my history timeline.

I went to a study group.

We talked about monks and time and Bede and King Radbod. Okay, I talked about King Radbod. Wikipedia tells me his name is also Redbad, but where's the fun in that?

I ate chocolate pie. Again.

I came home and threatened to put my boarder-brother's name in the church bulletin under the "Expectant Mothers" prayer list.

I decided I like my job too much to risk losing it.

I wrote this blog post.

Next up: history timeline.

Adios.

P.S. Yes, I did have chocolate cake/pie at every single meal. No, I don't regret this.