hell week..er, finals week!

Here we go folks, the dreaded/awesomeness end of the semester. Of course the end of the semester is always awesome, because you get a nice little break, and no school of course. But..with the end of the semester comes one week of hell! One week you will NEVER get back. Countless hours spent over textbooks, in the library, and drinking coffee. Ah. Welcome, to finals week.

Fortunately, I chickened out of Westminster's horribly scary, hard, yucky nutrition class and slipped into SLCC's. Took my final today and ACED it! Hello beautiful big shiny A+! It's been awhile since I've seen one of those. Ok, I got a few last semester, but dang I never get sick of 'em!

So...one final down. One to go.

If there is one thing I learned this summer it's this: If you have to take stats, change your major. No effing joke. Stats is the hardest class I have ever taken; and I've taken chemistry, anatomy/physiology, all that. It's flipping hard! I probably lost 10-20 years off of my life from taking this class, but it happens right? When I think about how exciting it is to be DONE, DONE, DOOOOOOOOONE with stats forever (that is if I pass, eeeek!) in 7 days, it's beyond exciting. But, when I think about all the homework that still needs to be done, it makes me want to run to my mamma and cry like a two year-old.

So...I went shopping:) I asked Nicholas to hold my debit card hostage today, because I have had no self-control lately. Some people do drugs, drink, or eat when they're stressed or sad: I shop. Not even for just for clothes either, but for ridiculous things too like manilla envelopes and picture frames. Sometimes I like to get my toes done, and my hair did. It's been an expensive semester I tell ya, curse stats for making me sad:( On a happier note..I did buy THE CUUUUUTEST pair of flats today. However don't tell my mom because she may or may not murder me.

Well, to celebrate being done with nutrition and finishing up my nursing app I'm gonna go watch some trashy TV [Secret Life of the American Teenager<3]. So sometimes I might think my life might suck, but it could be worse right? And that's why I watch this TV show, it makes my life look good!

Good luck to me and my stats final. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHH! If you don't hear from me in a few weeks, call the morgue.

A special THANK YOU to my momma who just had neck surgery, but is still a rock star. She has put up with my grump face this whole dang semester. Let's face it, she has to, but she doesn't have to like it! Thanks mommy:)

And a THANK YOU to this handsome fellow.



He drives me to school every week and is never ONCE late! Not only that, but he lets me yell and scream and cry about stats, but then lets me watch Last Comic Standing cuddled up next to him and it makes everything better! Laughter really IS the best medicine. *Note to self, file that one away for nursing career.