Finals Rush
*Cue music from Rocky…
BOO, Boo, boo, boo, CHIT, Chit, chit, chit,
BOO, Boo, boo, boo, CHIT, Chit, chit, chit,
BOO, Boo, boo, boo, CHIT, Chit, chit, chit,
(continues)
(*cue student running desperately across your field of view in slow motion)
Na, na na, na na, na.
Na, na na, na na.
Na, na na, na na, na.
Na, na na, na na…
Finals week started Monday. I haven’t really ventured outside my room until today since I had to present a final project during a finals period. I was running late myself but it was hilarious how when one person saw someone running toward their building other people would start running and it turned into a whole bunch of panicked students running.
In other news…
I got a wireless keyboard and mouse. I think those things are terrible, I mean, now I have even less reason to get out of bed. If I had a bedpan, it would be over.
T-4 days until lockdown. Gone will be the days of accessible alcohol, even though (alas!) I think I may be allergic. Gone will be the days of late night chats about nothing. Gone will be the days of being around anyone under the age of 53.
Here will be the days of oppression. LET MY PEOPLE GO!
I’ll be working and jobbing though so I won’t be at Tech forever, and so I can be subjected to minimal amounts of nagging.
There will be none of that mother. There will be none of that…
