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This is the last week that professors are allowed to give exams here (in general) so it's always a rough week.
I was lazy last week and the first half of this week, so I ended up staying up late Tuesday night studying for an exam Wednesday morning, and then staying up late last night writing an 8 minute speech (20% of my grade in one class) that I had to give today.
Woke up early this morning to finish preparing for the speech (tired and feeling like hell) and got an e-mail from my father saying my grandmother (his mother) has been admitted to the hospital. She has had some form of leukemia for some time, but whatever it is, it has been treatable with medication. Now it appears that that is no longer working (when Dad e-mailed me, he didn't know any more than that). He said he didn't think I needed to haul ass down there tonight or this weekend (about 275 miles), but would get back to me tonight or tomorrow. I still haven't heard back from him, but I'm going to plan assuming I'll make that trip. The $60 in gas won't matter worth a damn in the long run.
Two years ago, when I was a freshman, my truck broke down during finals week. I got it fixed, but I still didn't trust it (IAC filled with crud and a wheel bearing issue I didn't know if I caught in time- turns out I did). Anyway, I had one final left on Friday morning, and then I was driving home. Thursday night, I was worrying about the truck and studying calc. when my father called and told me that his father had had a serious stroke. I managed to pass the final and get down to the hospital and see my grandfather before he died the next week.
At this rate I might start hating Christmas pretty soon.
I was lazy last week and the first half of this week, so I ended up staying up late Tuesday night studying for an exam Wednesday morning, and then staying up late last night writing an 8 minute speech (20% of my grade in one class) that I had to give today.
Woke up early this morning to finish preparing for the speech (tired and feeling like hell) and got an e-mail from my father saying my grandmother (his mother) has been admitted to the hospital. She has had some form of leukemia for some time, but whatever it is, it has been treatable with medication. Now it appears that that is no longer working (when Dad e-mailed me, he didn't know any more than that). He said he didn't think I needed to haul ass down there tonight or this weekend (about 275 miles), but would get back to me tonight or tomorrow. I still haven't heard back from him, but I'm going to plan assuming I'll make that trip. The $60 in gas won't matter worth a damn in the long run.
Two years ago, when I was a freshman, my truck broke down during finals week. I got it fixed, but I still didn't trust it (IAC filled with crud and a wheel bearing issue I didn't know if I caught in time- turns out I did). Anyway, I had one final left on Friday morning, and then I was driving home. Thursday night, I was worrying about the truck and studying calc. when my father called and told me that his father had had a serious stroke. I managed to pass the final and get down to the hospital and see my grandfather before he died the next week.
At this rate I might start hating Christmas pretty soon.