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How I get through finals week

Once again, it's finals week. Time to study and stress about finals. Wrong. At least for me. I just realized something this last week, when it's finals time instead of stressing out about my finals, I find something else to stress about. Last year, I was convinced that I was going to move to Utah. I saw how much rent for apartments was out there and I was like, I'm in! I researched all the schools, how to transfer, jobs in the area, started filling out applications. I'd even found an apartment! And then, finals week went away and the planning slowed down a little bit. I eventually decided moving to Utah wasn't for me because I love my degree program at my school, and my scholarship program. So, I'm still here. I also compared phone plans between companies. That was fun. Not really it was depressing.

Last Spring I started getting really into emergency preparedness. I researched food dehydrators, ways to grow food in an apartment, made a list of all the things that I needed to buy to make Sammy a 72 hour kit and started stock piling Ramen. Once finals was over though, that stopped as well.

Now, my head is all over the place. I started with food storage again. I contacted a lady in the ward who sells it and she's going to bring me samples, I tried to find ways to freeze dry food yourself. Then I freaked out about my wedding, I didn't have bridesmaid dresses and had no idea how I was going to find one considering all of my bridesmaids are never in the same city at the same time. So, I started hunting the websites and found one that I'd been picturing in my head for a long time and was relieved. So now, I'm making all the flowers for my wedding. I've got one more day of finals, I wonder what I'm going to stress out about tonight.

I'm just glad I figured out what the heck is going on with me. I'm surprised I get anything done during finals weeks with all this research going on. If only I could use that for my research paper. . . .

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  1. Good luck during finals week! And planning the wedding :)

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  2. Good luck! Let me know if you need any help at all with the wedding. Doing things yourself is the BEST way to save money (and do it how you want it, too!) Bridesmaid dresses were the hardest part for me. I'll keep you in my prayers!

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  3. I do the same thing haha. I'm great at researching things! But not for papers... Usually I look into new apartments and future jobs. That's what I stress about when I should be stressing about more productive things. :)

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