Accounting, thou art a formidable foe

Tis true. Thou art a formidable foe. But alas, I have bested you. Tis now in your best interests to leave me be, pray forever. 

Last Accounting Blitz of my life

It is no secret that I hate accounting from the depths of my being. It is, therefore, with great pleasure that I announce the almost completion of all my accounting in my undergrad life. I am currently in the middle of finishing up all the A325 coursework for this semester, and 6 hours in, these are the things I have learnt:

1) I hate Accounting. I want to see it die.
2) Slacker radio = Never Bored. Even with accounting open in front of you
3) Library gets very very quiet at around 3 am, and revs up again at 5am. What happens to everyone for 2 hours?
4) It is impossible to sit still and work if Single Ladies comes on. I had to do the dance, balance sheets be damned.
5) If you do the single ladies dance at 4:30 am, people do not stare. They understand.
6) Lo Carb Monster stops working after the 3rd bottle.
7) Spreadsheets < Pen and Paper. Fact.
8) I hate accounting. I want to see it die.

Xoxo,
Dying Sri

The 8-step plan to writing papers

There's nothing remotely fun about the thing that I have to do for the next 24 hours: intense paper writing. I have, and I kid you not, more papers due tomorrow than I have had all month. Did I say month? I meant semester.

I have a 15 page gem due for marketing, a 20 page case brief due for telecommunications, a 1 page paper for accounting, two more 3 page papers for two other telecommunications classes, and one 200 page book review, all due by 6pm tomorrow. Being the go-getter I am, I haven't started any of these.

*sigh*

I believe what I have done here is very metaphorically "painted myself into a corner". So, I created a game plan to deal with this intense paper situation:

Firstly, as always, energize:

Yes, that is yet another energy drink I let poison my system during and leading up to finals week. It's not my favorite, but I did give my Monster away to a friend. So, three week old Full Throttle, ftw.

Secondly, get the most awesomely meaningful shirt on. Pick one that is sophisticated, meaningful, and in general, extremely kickass:

No Stresspassing. Nuff said.

Thirdly, do not start conducting a photo shoot session because you found old 3-d glasses while digging through your closet:

I got these while watching Cloudy with a Chance of Meatballs. It was also the night I went just a little bit overboard and painted all my nails bright *bright* pink. Speaking off...

Fourthly -  Just because you remembered how awesome your nails look being bright pink, do not go paint all your nails pink:

Damn, they look good. Don't they?

Fifth(ly) - Turn the lighting up. Well lit areas = more concentration. Fact.

Do not blind yourself. Very very important to NOT blind yourself.

Sixthly, turn off the John Mayer. Battle Studies is an awesome album, and no matter how much Edge of Desire speaks to you, or Heartbreak Warfare makes you tear up, it is not an appropriate track for paper writing.

Push the pause.

Go on, do it.

Now.

Seventhly, turn on your get psyched playlist. Some Gaga, some Ke$ha, some other stuff:

What? I do not know how did britney got in there! I do not! I swear! (\0_0/)

[Does that look anything like a person with both arms in the air to anyone but me?]

Eightly, and lastly -

STOP WRITING A BLOG POST YOU FOOL, YOU HAVE MULTIPLE PAPERS TO WRITE.

Sri, out.

Infectious Enthusiasm?

It's 4:45 am, and I am one of the many nocturnals typing away into a computer.

At the main library.

Peachy.

Just, peachy.

Oh well, I have a paper due tomorrow, a presentation, another paper, three exams, one final, two finals, three final papers, and two actual finals within the next two and a half weeks. This can only mean one thing: energy drinks are going to see a spike in their profits, as I see a fall in my savings account. Energy is never created nor destroyed, just transferred from one's wallet to another.

Anyways, I have been here working away on accounting for about 5 hours now, and I am proud to say that by now I feel like this:

Funsies, right? Not so much. So, I reach for that mighty energizer: Lo Carb Monster. Rawr.

It's the big monster size, and it should work, right? No more need for faces like these to populate the library!

Gone are the sad pouty faces! Monster transports you to distant lands! See????

Gone are the woes! Gone is the lack of energy, motivation or drive! Let's all jump up and down!

*starts to physically enunciate (yes, another phrase I made up. Like it?) the very embodiment of energy*

*whole library joins in*

Or not.