That Awkward Moment

When you have so much to do that even if you utilized every single millisecond of the day in attempt to finish it all, you still wouldn't even come close


so you take a nap.

Happy Dead Week to you all, and may the odds be ever in your favor as you prepare for finals!

In Which My Finals-week Coping Mechanisms are Revealed

Finals week does things to you. It messes with your mind, as you grapple with the identity crisis-es that arise from believing that your self-worth is defined by a letter grade, one which depends majorly upon that single, terrifying, heinously comprehensive final exam. The air on campus is so thick right now it is almost laughable. But not really, because it's finals week. Not funny.

Every semester, it seems that I find a different coping mechanism. 

One semester, I coped by listening to the soundtrack of the Kiera Knightly version of "Pride and Prejudice" every waking moment (Seriously, is it even possible to not feel relaxed when listening to that gorgeous stuff? I submit that it is not).

Last semester, my roommates and I coped by watching Julian Smith videos on repeat until we all gave up and went to bed (this was a nightly ritual). 

But this semester's coping mechanism has completely taken me off guard! As many of you know, my subconscious self is not exactly the kindest person whilst sleeping. Just ask my dear old roommate Mallory, and she will tell you many a story of how kind I was to her when I was disturbed from my slumber. It is rare that I remember these instances, but I have many witnesses that will profess this truth: if you wake me up while I am trying to sleep, I am not a nice person. I will yell things at you, hit the wall, groan obnoxiously, etcetera, etcetera. I will wake up in the morning completely myself again with no recollection as to what happened the previous night. Awesome, right? Subconsciously, I am a total jerk. Great.

This semester, a new problem has arisen. My subconscious has resorted to swearing. In German. In my sleep.

My roommate informed me of this behavior this morning.
Um.
I did not see that one coming.
Why yes, it is quite obvious here that my subconscious is super classy.
Major brownie points when you have a brand-new roommate, too.
I will be honest here in saying I have never developed a swearing problem in my life. Trust me people, for some reason it has never been a problem for me (minus one small bout of it last semester during finals week, but I completely blame Andrew for that ;) 

I will now proceed to go cram some more Microbiology into my brain. Tomorrow, I am going to try and resort to some other stress-relievers, such as, actually going to the gym, dark chocolate, more pride and prejudice, and puppies.

(No, seriously, tomorrow is puppy day. Kaitlyn and I are literally renting a puppy, and I could not be more excited! Hopefully some good ol' quality puppy-time will help lower my cortisol levels and keep me sleeping soundly and kindly and sober-ly. We will see!)

Good night all! Here are some pinterest gems, for your viewing pleasure:

I think we can all relate to that.

Backwards. Got it.

Sorry, the words are kind of blurry, here is what they say:

Up for the challenge
We have to know WHAT?!
Trying... to grasp... concept...
Is this going to last forever??
During the test...
Test conquered.


Perfection. :) Good luck on your finals everyone! Hopefully you have some healthier ways to handle the stress of this week.