Focus SHMO-cus

I’m studying for a midterm. My first mid-term of grad school. I don't know why but the thought of letting Duke test me, seems really intimidating. Maybe it's just a mental hurdle I need to get over...This is the same mid-term I was studying for, under a tree, in the middle of the night, while being bothered by crazy people in my last post. (Or should I say crazie people...)

Ugh.

I’ve tried everything I can to distract myself:

-Text the BF
-Make a whole pot of coffee
-Drink a whole pot of coffee
-Still feel sleepy
-Search to see if any of my friends/sister have updated their blogs so I can read. Failure. Nothing.
-Text the BF some more about missing him, trying to get pity. Failure. No pity.
-Eat dove chocolate
-Eat another dove chocolate because I didn't like the quote on the first dove chocolate.

I’ve tried everything I can to make myself focus:
-Make a whole pot of coffee
-Drink a whole pot of coffee
-REFUSE myself the joy and comfort of putting on my sweats/pjs/oversized really cozy tee-shirts. I’ll be too comfortable and fall asleep.
-Turn on Sigur Ros, one of my favorite bands of all times, and favorite study music (along with Explosions in the sky. They are a joint station on my Pandora).
-Pray for focus.

But can I PLEASE ask WHY:
-When I’m studying I manage to lose my highlighter 12 times every minute? It’s HUGE. And it’s BRIGHT yellow. Neon Yellow. How far can it go when I don’t even move?
-I am physically incapable of writing small? And we are allowed ONE piece of paper on this exam. I want to fit everything on it. I’m thinking about hiring someone to write it for me. Any takers? I only require you to be capable of writing in approximately 7.5 font.
-I get so stinking worked up about every test? And yet I go to class everyday trying to encourage my fellow cohort-mates not to stress about things. That we’ll all do just fine. I'm such a hypocrite.
-Instead of studying I’m just using my blog to vent about studying?

If anyone can answer these questions, please do. Also, if anyone wants to call and distract me, I’ll most likely answer and pretend I don’t have a mid-term plus a million other things to do this week. Then, I'll let you distract me as long as you want.

But really, you probably shouldn't.

Oh School. Will I ever be done with you? Probably Not. Because secretly, I love you. So here goes...