Stress factor of twelve! (Out of a possible ten.) I'm starting to feel the weight of four weeks left. What the hell happened! My life is going far too quickly for my liking! So now I have to worry about exams and papers as well as soaking up the last few weeks of residence life. I'm not going to live like this again until I hit the seniors homes so I'd better enjoy it!
I had an angry encounter with the reserve desk clerk at the library this morning. I've been picking up the articles for my chicks in flicks class there for the past three weeks, and then today she tells me that she can't give them to me unless I have a call number. Which of course I don't. It didn't help that I had just come from a horrible meeting with my chicks and flicks prof. I'm now in the mood for some severe plate smashing!