'Tis the night before my first final. I am alone in the house and all is quiet. Lucky for me, BitterNY has tickets to AC/DC and I am alone with my thoughts. I am not really looking forward to this final, but I am not worried about it. Crim is not my strong suit. I just don't really like it. It seems kind of non - sensical to me and takes me out of my comefort zone of thinking. Half that time I have no idea why I am writing what I am writing, but it all shows up on the answers for the practice tests.
And practice practice practice those practice tests -- I have! I am firmly expecting a high B on this test. Not an A, unless I get lucky and the test centers on something that I am really comefortable with (not much -- maybe the Hansen test?). I think that I have really got the basics down. Really, how hard can it be. I am prepared for the worst, but expecting the best.
As I am writing this, my blood pressure is going up. I think this is the first sign of stress thus far. Good thing I've held it off for so long.
I have a few more last minute preparations and then I will play a bit of video games and hope for a night of good rest.
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