At 8 in the morning, I begin the madness with a warm-up... a final for a class called "Substance Abuse" (Zoe asked if there was a lab -- heh). I damn near aced the first test of the semester and fared okay on the mid-term. I know what material is going to be on it, so I think I'm going to be ready.
I've got midday off to take a nap (and perhaps get a haircut -- cause, damn, I'm shaggy). At 3 p.m., I'll take a final in Photo Comm. I'm not sure what to expect, exactly... Because the prof. kept saying that it was going to be really hard to come up with good questions as it related to the material we've covered. Yet, I feel confident about it. It'll be a step up from substance abuse, but it won't be ugly.
No, ugly lies in wait for me on Friday...