End of the Semester
ok, so finals have begun. wow, those are some easy finals you might say- WRONG! so providing I don't study enough, never sleep, or my brain becomes crashed into my spleen... I'm definitely gonna fail! ok so! I have body moveable, animal phys, intro to dance, power play, and choreography. and animal phys is gonna kick my butt like 20 thousand times. So one day my prof says, you suck at bio. and I'm like 'sh*t sh*t! fire this prof!' and the administrators are like 'but we have no le reason' so everyone launches their tests at me and the russian department is like 'AH! motherland!' and the day of the exam comes and the other students are like 'about that time eh chaps?' and the profs are like 'righto' and im freaking out and my roommates are like 'wtf, mate' so now paper and grades are flying everywhere and I'm like 'f*ck I should have studied' my family is like 'what is going on, eh?' and my roommates are still like 'wtf?' so now we have full scale invasion on our brains and my roommates are still like 'wtf?' but it doesnt matter, they'll fail too (f*cking roommmates) so provided this doesnt happen, I just have to worry about studying enough to pass these exams and go home for break. bob can come too. THE END!