Time Flies When Your Havin Fun!

I am sitting here waiting for my last Old Testament class of the semester. Many different things invade my thoughts. Will I bomb my world civ final, will my teacher not read my 25 page paper and just give me a big FAT F, and will I make it through this week of dreaded finals, and where in the world has the past semester gone?!? I look back on the past few months and see so many wonderful things that have happened. I had the privilege to live with some great room buds who I am going to miss terribly next semester. I got accepted to fast grad and am attending school in the wInTEr (let's just hope I don't turn into an ice cube). I am officially going to put my mission papers in, in JAnUarY, yes this is big news and I am SO excited. I went ice blocking for the first time ever, and I took a grand little trip to Utah to visit two of my favorite cousins. Yes this semester has brought me some great experiences! So here is a little poem that I just read that gave me a little bit of hope for my upcoming finals.

'TWAS THE NIGHT BEFORE FINALS

'Twas the night before finals,
And all through the college,
The students were praying
For last-minute knowledge.

Most were quite sleepy,
But none touched their beds,
While visions of essays
Danced in their heads.

Out in the library,
A few were just sleeping,
And hoping that this
Would loosen their thinking

In my own room,
I had been pacing,
And dreading exams
I soon would be facing.

My roommate was speechless,
Her nose in her book,
And my comments to her
Drew unfriendly looks.

I drained the bowl of chocolate,
And bought some more junk food,
No longer caring
That my nerves were shot.

I stared at my notes,
But my thoughts were all muddy;
My eyes went a blur,
And I just couldn't study.

"Some pizza might help,"
I said with a shiver,
But each place I called
Refused to deliver.

I'd nearly concluded
That life was too cruel,
With futures depending
On grades earned in school.

When all of a sudden
Our door opened wide
And Patron Saint "Put-It-Off"
Ambled inside.

His spirit was careless,
His manner was mellow,
But summoning effort
He started to bellow:

"What kind of student
Would make such a fuss
To toss back at teachers
What they toss at us?

On Cliff Notes! On Crib Notes!
On Last Year's Exams!
On Wingit and Slingit,
And Last-Minute Crams!"

His message delivered,
He vanished from sight,
But we heard him laughing
Outside in the night:

"Your teachers have pegged you,
So just do our best...
Happy Finals to All,
And to All, a good test."

Good luck to all those struggling on exams. GOOD LUCK!!