The finals breakdown

I am currently sitting at my desk taking a break from studying for my French final.  As I look around my room I am noticing that is has dissolved into utter disarray.  I will never argue that my room is always neat, but it is definitely always clean.  However, this being my fourth set of finals in college I have noticed a trend of sorts.  The week leading up to finals and the week of finals my room becomes a wasteland of strewn about papers, unfolded laundry, and whatever else I have ignored for the sake of good grades.  Currently my bed has clothes, my backpack and my math binder on it when I feel to need to sleep in it I will most likely transfer those things to the chair I am sitting in now or to the floor. Surrounding my chair is my invertebrate zoology book and notes, messenger bag, some clothes and copious amounts of review homework.  My desk is covered in shenanigans, but then again it always is and that cannot be blamed on finals.  The piece de resistance takes place in front of my armoire.  My unpacked suitcase from thanksgiving break has exploded all over the floor; not quite making it to the armoire only inches away.  

My finals will theoretically end tomorrow at 2:30 at which point the rebuilding process can begin.  Everything will get put in its rightful place (and I might even vacuum) and order will once again reign over room 325.  Or at least as much order as there can be in Pat and my room.  Finals for winter quarter will be sometime in March and with out fail my room will return to the state that it currently is.  Like the swinging of a pendulum my room will once again be a sty. 

On the topic of finals/the end of this quarter, I have determined that my quarter was far too academically easy.  I had zero papers and a take home final.  On top of all of this I was taking math 120 - Pre-Calculus.  I had taken pre-calculus in junior year (1st Period with Ms. Pell) and I had received a B, which at the time I was very happy with on account that Ms. Pell is an incredibly tough teacher.  Part of the reason that I took pre-calculus this quarter, besides the core requirement, was the fact that I was going to get an easy A.  Unfortunately, I will most likely once again be getting a B in pre-calculus.  Despite my 93% average on tests and 98% average in quizzes, I have a 78% average in homework (part of which I attribute to smooth talking), and god knows what I have in attendance.  The fact is by early November I was obscenely bored with the class and more or less no longer cared about it.  Bad move on my part.  My boredom and the apathy have ultimately cost me the A in pre-calc.  However, I still don't care.  Because I will never have to take math again.  I have yet to decided whether this need for challenging coarse work is a blessing or a curse.  On one hand when a course is interesting it is most likely because I have never learned it before and therefore I want to learn it.  I feel that is a fairly simple and easily understood concept.  On the other hand how ever, I have an incredibly busy schedule as is, so is it my duty to learn to deal with the boredom and tell myself tough shit.