Well shit. Finals are here. I don't know a single person who is confidently ready for this week to be here. I, personally, spent the weekend panicking. I've never failed anything in my life, and granted, I am the poster child for coming up with worst-case scenarios, but I am pretty sure this week is going to be full of firsts for me. It's been a rough semester and this week is no exception. I have to pass five finals and a jury. And I have to pack and change home bases again. I have to study and wrap presents and clean a fish tank and minimize crying. So here's the plan: one good thing a day. Minimum.
Sunday.Wash. Dry. Fold Laundry.
Monday.Finish Reading No Matter The Wreckage, by Sarah Kay.
Tuesday.Have a good old fashioned heart-to-heart with friends.
Wednesday:Consume chocolate, hug at least three people.
Thursday:
Watch It's a Wonderful Life and Last Holiday with popcorn.
Friday.Sing something nice for no grade whatsoever.
Saturday:Stay in pajamas as long as possible and order takeout from Hong Kong, or Mandarin, or Downtown.
Sunday:Paint something with the good canvas and the nice acrylics.
Repeat after me: I can do this. My grades do not define me. This will pass. I will keep breathing. I will be fine. I am loved. I am smart. I am good. I am still good. I am still worthy.
Happy finals. <3