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I should be stressed but I’m just too tired. Don’t get me wrong; I’m not a pitiful grad student. I’m just tired. I’ve had a head cold for the last few days and I just can’t last as long as I normally do.

Despite being tired, I’ve been in a good mood all day. I turned in my statistics project and my team turns in the microeconomics project tomorrow. Even though I only have a few more days until finals begin (plus one take-home final), I’m optimistic. Today was the first day this week I’ve felt really well. My head didn’t hurt and I didn’t feel exhausted walking up the stairs in my apartment.

The only depressing part of the day was attending the accounting help session. I’m totally lost on bonds and long-term leases aren’t much better. I take comfort in the fact that the majority of my classmates are as bewildered as I am. Therefore, there might be a curve on the exam.

It’s funny, I’m acting like I’m going hiking through the desert or that I’m leaving the country for an extended period of time. I called my parents tonight to visit before “the weekend.” I expect to be too busy to return any phone calls for at least five days. I gave them fair warning and got plenty of sympathy in return. I’m not feeling sorry for myself, but it does help to have a little parental pity now and again.

Danny is doing well. He went on a brief business trip earlier this week. It went well and now our homelife is back to normal. However I do get a few more pity points because I got up at 4am on Monday to take him to the airport.

As far as studying goes, my classmates and I already have that giddy, bewildered look of people who are half way through finals. This is bad since we haven’t even started yet. We are all overwhelmed and don’t really know where to begin. I’m trying to remain optimistic but I know I’ll be reading up until exams start. All I can do is lay off the caffeine, remember to eat, try to get enough sleep, and pray. Okay, I’m being a bit dramatic but our tests are going to suck. At least we get free beer when we’re done. More on that later.

To all (or any) MBAs who read my site, good luck and don’t commit ritual suicide if you get a less than stellar grade on your Stats final. There is too much good vodka in the world for that.