Eh?

The pizza guy woke me up. Thus, I am on 3 hours and an additional oh... 35 minutes of sleep?

But the 2 slices of pizza on wheat crust may have made it worth it.

Leading me to yet another listing of

You know its finals when...

-sleep sounds more appealing than food.
-food, is anything but...
-you not only know what the cereal diet is, you're currently on it.
-you are a fan of all things brought to you, including but not limited to pizza, and whatever study partners pick up: such as fast food and other "snacks" that seem to actually make up the only thing you eat for 8 hours straight (yeah, I'm balancing "Tasty Cakes and V8???")
-study partners are your only contact with the world as you know it.
-the topic of "finals sex" is not only known, but discussed as something one should engage in
-"people you would consider having finals sex with" may turn into a sidebar that you note requires Facebook checking.
-you secretly check Facebook and feel guilty for it.
-you feel you're entitled to check Facebook as a reward.
-you reward yourself with Finals "breaks" like "eating" or "sleeping"
-you are not only only annoyed by others discussing their lack of sleep, you feel compelled to compete with them with statements such as (well, see above).
-you leave your laundry in the laundry room for 2 days, because yes, you forgot
-caffeine has not only become a "perk" it has become a way of life.
-on the way to starbucks, the guy checking you out and trying to make small talk while you wait for your next fix, doesn't repulse you, because you're in sweats, and are reading your outline.
-you relish the fact that you're in finals and Sorry, No, he can not call.
-No one can call. (they fear waking you)
--your parents will not call you, but they send every form of encouragement possible via text, email, or [if brave] leave excessive encouraging voicemail when they know your phone is off.
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-You start turning your phone off.
-you give your friends your blog address, because its easier to update this then write emails.
-you want to write because you are excited to be done with ONE final, but you won't call your friends for fear you'll wake or disturb them.
--Finally, you are excited that the Hard final that's over makes the others seem like cake in comparison while studying...
--Yes, you have become so sleep deprived, you think you understand the material you haven't comprehended or at least cared about enough all semester, based on the 8 hours you have finally decided to dedicate to the subject matter.

Hmmmm. Maybe it's just me. But I'm guessing, I'm not alone.

Now...back to hour nine....