Last week I had two midterms back to back, and I simply got lost in the immense amount of studying and cramberry juice I had. After I finished my ecology midterm Friday night, I took a breather and looked forward to a relaxing yet fulfilling weekend. I had many fun ideas to try and cool activities to catch up on. Before I knew it, it’s Monday morning, and I’m writing a paper due in six hours.
What the freak?!
I vaguely remember my weekend… but seriously, where did all my time go? I have a slight suspicion that daylight savings has something to do with this… Speaking of which, how does everyone always seems to know when daylight savings is. It’s not a problem for me not to know though, because all the eager beaver, informative smarty pants in my classes never fail to tell me when the time is right.