Finals are here, yet again. As much as I miss being on the quarter system, I have to say that I'm quite happy to only have two sets of finals a year now, instead of three. Maybe doing this three times a year would make it all seem more manageable, but somehow, I doubt that. It would probably just increase my whining accordingly.
Anyyyway, as I said, finals. Like last semester, I have a pretty grueling writing schedule planned out, I'm once again eating too many fried egg sandwiches, and I am currently listening to cracked out technopop on repeat. Strangely enough, though, my brain stamina seems to have increased slightly. Either that, or my work standards have sunk somewhat, which is probably the more accurate explanation, now that I think about. Despite the increase in brain stamina (or the lowering of standards) finals this semester are still going to kick my ass, because, unlike last semester, I now have 50 papers and 50 exams to grade, in addition to all of my own work.
I am kind of curious to see if all of it actually gets done. At some point, I expect that there will just not be enough hours in the day and days in the week, but so far I haven't ever reached that point. I'm curious to see if I ever reach it. Honestly, though, if I make it through this semester without taking any incompletes, I think I deserve a fucking medal. Or at least a free coffee, or something. Too bad there is really no glory in grad school.
