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Friday, December 14, 2007

A Very Reese's Finals Week

With the outrageous amount of junk food consumed by me, my roommates, my suitemates and, judging by the constant half-empty state of the rack of candy in the dining hall, the rest of the students living on campus during this past week, finals week should probably be renamed "gain-five-pounds" week to reflect the inevitable realities resulting from our sudden change in diet.

During what other time of the year would it be acceptable to eat chocolate covered shortbread cookies at two-thirty in the morning? Or have microwaveable mac and cheese for dinner with a hearty helping of chocolate, candy, and Candy Cane Joe-Joes for dinner every night for five nights in a row?

The tendency to stress-binge on junk foods was not helped by the fact that Brownie Day, Pastry Day, and Decorate-Your-Own-Cupcake Day were all celebrated consecutively in the dining halls this week either.

While my horrible eating habits will undoubtedly catch up with me before long, the bright side of having the stress of studying for finals to use as constant justification for some not-so-great food choices I have been making lately is that I have been able to experiment and try some pretty interesting variations of my favorite junk foods that I probably would never have picked up otherwise.

The people at the dining hall must have been able to read my mind because right after I mentally chose Reese's Peanut Butter Cup-related candies as my junk food theme for the week, I began to see at least one new variation in the candy racks every day. Way to encourage the candy consumption, Summit!

After the disappointing experience with the "NEW!" Reese's Whipps bar, I wasn't sure how much I would like the three other variations of one of my favorite classic candies that I picked up from the dining hall over the course of the week.

The first bar I picked up was the Reese's "NutRageous" bar:


The name of the bar was pretty corny, but I had fun using the expression, "THAT'S NUTRAGEOUS!" for days after I bought and consumed the bar, so the name rates pretty highly on the awesome-o-meter.

The bar itself received mixed reactions from me. I really liked the contrast of the hard peanuts and the soft peanut butter center in the bar, but the chocolately coating on the bar reminded me of the sub-par "artificial" chocolate taste of the coating on the Whipps bar and kind of ruined the awesomeness of the peanut buttery experience for me.

I also thought that the bar was too crumbly and all the bits of the chocolatey coating, specks of the peanut butter filling, and at times, even entire peanut halves, that fell onto my desk in between bites really annoyed me; eating a chocolate bar at midnight while pretending to go over notes about the similarities and differences of the American and French Revolutions was still a shameful thing to do, even during finals week, and hard evidence of the act was not appreciated by me.

Next on my list was the Kit-Kat look-a-like, ReeseSticks:


While I have never been a big fan of Kit-Kats, I have always loved the dark chocolate covered Kit-Kat-like wafer stubs in the assorted boxes of Belgian chocolate covered cookies that always seem to be lying around my house during the holiday season.

The combination of dry wafers and grainy chocolate that make up a Kit-Kat bar has never been very appetizing to me, though watching the 90's commercials for Kit-Kats with the catchy jingle always used to make me smile.

Since I expected the ReeseSticks to be just like Kit-Kats, but with the addition of a thin layer of peanut butter in between a few of the wafers, I did not have high expectations for the bar.

When I opened the package, however, I was pleasantly surprised by the two, rather large, unconnected chocolate covered wafer sticks sitting neatly in the cardboard box waiting for me.

One of the most annoying things about Kit-Kats, in my opinion, is having to break the thin wafer sticks apart by hand; the heat of my hands always ends up melting some of the cheap chocolate and the mess it creates is annoying when there isn't a sink with soap for clean-up nearby.

The next surprise came when I bit into one of the wafer sticks; instead of the dry, tasteless wafers waiting inside every Kit-Kat bar, the moist combination of sweet peanut butter went perfectly with the crisp, thin wafers in the ReeseStick and the layer of chocolate (that actually tasted like chocolate!) completed the taste experience and made the perfect, crunchy combo even better.

I ended up really liking the bar and when I was finished with the package, I found myself wishing that there were more than two sticks in each pack. The only complaint I had about ReeseSticks was that the chocolate coating felt kind of greasy, but I would take greasy-feeling chocolate over artificial-tasting chocolate any day.

The last variation of Reese's Peanut Butter Cup that I picked up from the dining hall (before my conscience started screaming at me and forcing me toward the salad bar) was the Resse's FastBreak bar:


The wrapper said that the bar was a combination of nougat and Reese's peanut butter covered in chocolate, so I expected the bar to taste a little something like a Milky Way bar with peanut butter inside.

When I opened the wrapper, I thought that the bar looked a little like a Milky Way bar, but when I bit into it, I realized that the FastBreak bar tasted just like a Snickers bar, minus the caramel (which I wouldn't miss) and the crunchy chew of the peanut halves; since Snickers rank pretty highly on my list of favorite candy bars of all time, I absolutely loved the FastBreak bar.

Out of all of the variations of the classic Reese's Peanut Butter Cup that I have tried recently, the FastBreak bar is probably the only one that I would realistically consider reaching for in the candy rack of a convenience store when the "must-have-chocolate-and-peanut-butter" craving hits; of course, the classic peanut butter cups would always be my first choice!

Wednesday, December 12, 2007

The Not-Study Game

One of my roommates finished her finals last night and left campus for winter break over three and a half hours ago.

Me? I haven't even had my first "real" final yet, and I am already wavering dangerously closely to the dark abyss of "COMPLETELY BURNT OUT" on the study-o-meter.

Still. So. Much. To. Study.

Must. Move. Away. From. The. Hole.

My 11:30 am history final on Thursday will be my first "real" final of the quarter.

Instead of spending the day studying like a good student would have done, what did I, the girl who insisted on playing the "Not-Study Game" and dragged her fellow history classmate and roommate along with her on her adventures of distraction, do instead?

- Spent an hour eating a large breakfast of scrambled eggs and potatoes that were generously piled onto my plate while reading the New York Times

- Went on a two-hour long emergency shopping trip for supplies to put together holiday goodie bags for our lovely suitemates

- Went to the bank and talked to a really cute teller who helped me bring the balance of my checking account back up from the shameful low of $15 and some change


- Drew faces on store-bought gingerbread men and entertained my roommates with anecdotes about the crazy personalities I associated with each unique face

- Delivered goodie bags

- Said good-bye to my extremely lucky, freed-from-the-clutches-of-finals roommate


- Wrote a note for the custodial staff because three days without the awesome-smelling foamy soap in our bathroom was three too many!

- Made fun of some very bad bands with my remaining roommate

- Talked about politics (Clinton or Obama??) and for some odd reason, the Watergate Scandal, with my remaining roommate

- Pulled out my huge rolling duffel and attempted to start packing

- Went to the dining hall to get food even though I was not hungry

- Came back with a lot of candy and a spinach salad as compensation

- Practically recreated one of my history professor's lectures for my roommate and realized that a. I am even more of a history geek than I thought I was and b. I can't talk at the speed I normally do for forty minutes straight because my jaw will hurt afterwards

- Facebook, Facebook, Facebook

- Ate candy, lots of candy

- Laughed my ass off at the ridiculous pose of the January "hot bod" on my roommate's half-naked, buff-guy calendar:


"Hey bay-bee, you in the mood for a pair of GIANT mangoes?"

- Wrote a pointless blog post in list form in between more laughing at the hilarious photo of the oiled body and more Facebooking

I think I win at the "Not-Study Game," Timmy Turner!

Monday, December 10, 2007

What Did I Ever Do to Deserve This? I RECYCLE!

Since I have been so studiously preparing for finals this weekend, more often than not, I was completely surrounded by books, readers, printed articles, and various other paper products designed to aid in the studying process.

Being in such close proximity with such an unusually large number of paper products resulted in an exponential explosion in the inherent risks associated with all-things-paper - namely, PAPER CUTS.

Studying is dangerous, I kid you not.

I don't know if they (the evil paper manufacturers) are making paper edges more razor-sharp nowadays or what, but after three nights of intense studying, both of my hands are covered with minor cuts and scrapes that can all be attributed to the mountains of books and papers strewn across my desk.

I even have a paper cut across the center of my left palm.

If the excruciating sting of liquids coming into contact with the "invisible" tears on the surface of my skin is not convincing enough to rile you up about the physical risks that come with excessive studying, let my newly blood-stained political science reader be a testament to the possible horrors.

That's right - blood-stained reader.

Just as I began the last body paragraph of my political science paper on vegetarianism, I innocently reached over to the reader sitting on my desk in search of a quote I had highlighted in the article about Martin Luther King Jr., and lo and behold, the bottom of the page I was attempting to turn suddenly went on the offensive and somehow managed to come into contact with my left thumb, slicing it right open.

I could literally feel the edge of the paper slicing through the layers of skin on the side of my my thumb.

The next thing I knew, warm blood was beginning to trickle down the side of my hand and splash onto the pages of my open reader.

Luckily, being quite prone to freak accidents like these (the scar from when I somehow managed to cut my leg so badly on the chair I was leaning against in the Library of Congress that blood was literally gushing down my leg is still clearly visible on my right leg), I always keep a supply of bandages nearby.


Unfortunately, the place on my thumb where the sharp edge of my political science reader had slashed through my skin was awkward to bandage, so I was left with a weird cat-like pointy-ness on the sides of my left thumb that made typing efficiently quite difficult to do.


In between all the hoopla that my latest (and most dramatic) run-in with evil-minded paper products created, I completely lost my train of thought for the last body paragraph about MLK and I no longer remember the connection I was about to make between his theories of resistance and vegetarianism.

There was only one body paragraph and a conclusion left before I could celebrate, and I am now completely stuck.

That's just fan-freakin'-tastic.

Damn you, paper cuts!

Why are you out to ruin my life?

Saturday, December 8, 2007

Bob the Tea Bag

The way tea bags inflate and bob gently on the surface like buoys in a calm ocean when steaming, hot water is poured into my mug is ridiculously amusing.

Maybe all the scrambling to catch up on readings and the long, mentally draining papers I have been working on late into the nights have already begun to put me into that on-the-verge-of-delirium, overstudied mentality because things like bobbing tea bags and the weird way the blinds covering the window by my desk flutter in the wind have all suddenly become very interesting to me; when noticing the way your tea bag bobs in the water prompts you to tear your eyes from the digital slides of various works by Manet on your computer screen and redirects your full and complete attention to coming up with ways to tug on the string attached to the tea bag to make the bag bob at various speeds to create different types of ripples in your brewing cup of tea, you know it's time for a break.

Or to find a less distracting beverage to enjoy.

(Maybe that is why there are no blinds covering the windows in the Nerd Box - total elimination of all possible distractions!)

That dreaded time of the quarter has arrived; as of Friday, classes are officially over, so the unmerciful monster known and dreaded by all as "Finals Week" is just beginning to rear its ugly head.

What's my verdict?

An eight-page political science paper on the modes of resistance due at 9:30 am on Wednesday at a mysterious location on campus that I have never been to and will undoubtedly have an unnecessarily stressful and difficult time finding on the morning of,

A three-hour history final on Thursday where we must complete eight out of the twelve identification terms that will be chosen from the current list of forty-two, and two one-hour long essays on god-knows-what (though I am positive my pirate-loving professor will find a way to incorporate piracy into one of the prompts),

and

A three-hour art history final on Friday worth 60% of my grade consisting of an undisclosed number of slide identifications (name of artist, work, and year completed) out of the one hundred listed ranging from the late 1600s to the 1900s, an undisclosed number of short essays on slide comparisons, and two one-hour long essays to be written from the four choices that will be taken from the list of ten issued in our study guide.

Then it is off to the San Diego Airport to catch my 7:10 pm flight back to San Francisco, where I will be spending four very busy days at home before hopping on a red-eye jetBlue flight to JFK Airport in New York to spend the holidays and the New Year on the east coast.

I heard it's snowing there!

I have been doing surprisingly well in all of my classes this quarter, so I have my fingers crossed that I will finish the quarter off as strongly as I had started it.

To keep from sliding any further down the slippery slope, maybe I should stop reaching for the distracting tea bags and grab the tin of loose leaf tea and my heart-shaped tea infuser instead; metal doesn't bob!