The quarter is drawing nearer to its conclusion. I have one last final at 10, and it would probably be a good idea to hand in my differential geometry final at some point today, but that has already been completed and printed. Then I suppose that tomorrow I can go home. Finals week is very boring for me — there is nothing to do except for complaining about how little there is to do, complaining about complaining about how little there is to do, complaining about complaining about complaining about how little there is to do, etc. I even had to go so far as to talk to people to relieve my boredom.
Actually yesterday I decided I had had enough and decided to buy some fiction from the bookstore. I started reading a very dark and heavy short story by Dostoyevsky — that probably isn’t the best way of cheering myself up. I guess I’ll finish it and then try out the other book, which is hopefully not as heavy.
I suppose most other people would love to have a stressfree finals week, but I would choose heavy stress over boredom any day. And if I didn’t have a final today, I would have been at home already. It’s always less boring at home than in Santa Barbara. Santa Barbara has to be the most boring city of 900 000 in the world.