Finals week...

Finals is the absolute worst week of the year. No matter how much you've studied, no matter how well you've done, finals are always lurking around the corner.

I hate finals week. Pure hatred. I've studied non-stop for the past couple of weeks for these and no matter how long I work, I still feel unsettled when I come out of the exam room.

My apartment has been a total mess. I don't have time to clean or really to cook. Just study study study. And after this semester I am so ready for it to be over.

I ended up taking an extended study break this afternoon and cleaned the kitchen, my bathroom, and my bedroom. There's something about cleaning that's very therapeutic. I feel less stressed out and ready to go again.

I've got dinner plans and then I'm heading out to a study group. Yay grad school.