December 2007
7 posts
All the politics you can handle! →
Finals Day 3 (Part 2): “Folklore can suck it” →
Directly after that wonderful Finite final, was my Folklore final. This was another all written final that teacher like to torture their students with, seriously you sick mofo’s, this is not helpful to anyone, just stop it. So I take the damn final, and I feel like I pretty much have a handle on it; that’s what studying from 11:00PM to 2:30 AM does for you. I sit there in stupid Morison Hall 007...
Finals Day 3: “Hell (read: not Heaven) is a place... →
I’m a firm believer in you can tell how you’re day is going to go by your first thought; mine was, “it’s 7:00 AM in the morning, why the fuck am I awake?” After going to bed at 2:30AM (gotta love studying at crazy times), I was really really tired. I’m also a firm believer that bus drivers are pawns of Satan, and they will do anything to try to kill you, both physically and mentally. I’m sorry...
Finals Day 2: “Sean vs. Time” →
So, I wake up at 8:00AM yet again to wake up and maybe study a little before my 10:15 Comparative Literature final. I wake up, do the zombie walk, stumble into walls (I have no motor skills or balance in the morning), and eat breakfast. When I look to double check where my final is, I notice the final starts at 5:00 … PM. I’m too f-ing tired to be mad, so I literally fall back into my bed and...
Finals: Day 1 “Sean Laughs in the Face of... →
First day of Finals, here’s what went down:
8:20 - Alarm goes off. My hand slams down on the snooze button … not happening
8:30 - Alarm goes off again, I wearily comply …
9:00 - I am fed, clothed, and primped. Studying begins.
10:00 - I fill out the scantron … the bane of my existence.
10:15 - Telecommunications T207 final begins.
10:27 - I ponder the difference between full barter and...
