So I have another midterm in Bio coming up on Monday. It’s worth a quarter of my total mark. Last time, about a month ago, I managed to barely get an ‘A’, and I felt that I had done the best with the time I had… I mean, I was studying bare-bones, basically, with only a week’s preparation.
In my defence, I thought that I had more time.
Anyway, I had two weeks this time, but a good deal more to study. On top of that, I had this weird thing where I was convinced that the memorizing I was doing wasn’t the type that I had done one month previous, making it difficult to get into the “know All The Things” mindset that I needed for this midterm. Sooo…. I might have fucked up a bit in the last couple of notes…. But, at this point I NEED to study my labs and review the notes that I haven’t yet. Whatever I’ve studied is either there or it isn’t. With luck, I’ll get a B or B+, but I doubt that I’ll get an A. Oh well! I have finals in a month so I’ll take a week off and then go back to intensive study for three weeks.
You understand now why I celebrate the completion of exams with drinking.
You know, it’s not even that I simply love getting drunk, or that I straight-up crave liquor (though alcoholism runs in my family, gotta watch out for that)… Really, it’s the one time when I can eat fatty food and not worry about calories, or stay up until four in the morning without worrying about how that is going to affect my day, or even just that I have a few day’s rest before going back to devoting almost every waking hour to school and study. All that matters is that I no longer think twice about whether the person on Facebook will HATE ME FOREVER when I post on their wall, and that I go on AIM and have silly conversations with my friends about Homestuck and genitals. Occasionally at the same time.
Wow. I just read through that, and holy shit am I anxious about a lot of things. I should…. maybe see a doctor about that. Anxiety is not fun! Drinking to deal with that anxiety is even less fun.
Except, screw that for now; I just spent forty-six bucks on peppermint schnapps and chocolate liqueur and I intend on enjoying them, dammit. It’s not as much liquor as it sounds like: two bottles, twenty bucks each. And only averaging on about 20% alcohol content, making them worth about… nearly a liter of standard liquor, pound-for-pound?
Not that I’m counting.
I don’t really know what the two taste like together (That’s called a ‘polar bear’ by the way), save for a vague memory I have from a few years ago. I just know that they’re good. See, I can’t actually check to see if this shit’s legit because of this diet I’m on. It’s great; I’ve lost more than twenty pounds in the past two months. The catcher is that you CANNOT consume more sugar than is found in an apple, nor more carbs than found in… a burrito? Or something, I guess? 50g carbs, 20g sugar, bottom line alright? Guess what ferments into alcohol? Sugar! If I bump myself out of this diet, I get the brain-fog the next day and that shit is POISON because of my exams. And because I have a few day’s worth of notes and a CS assignment to catch up on after my exam, not to mention the 3 weeks of study shortly thereafter, I can’t really enjoy my liquor until fucking Christmas.
So you know what? I will be drunk and I will be talking to my friends online and I WILL make a fool out of myself, and I am going to love every minute of it. It’s all that I’ve got.
Now if you’ll excuse me, I have to go to bed so that I can study tomorrow before work.