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FUCK YES I'M DONE WITH COLLEGE.
...For freshman year anyway.
Found out my family's gonna grab me Friday. Which means I'm hanging 'round for a few more days, but without the stress. Which, really, is all I wanted. Couple grades are up now, but none of them matter. Personal opinion. I'm waiting for calc and edgy like woah about it. But there's nothing I can do but wait for it and find out. Oh, so there was a kinda study session last night for chem that I got elected teacher for. Well... it was... interesting to say the least. There were drugs, casualities, blood, and a surprising amount of absorbancy involved.
Okay, so, Emily had gotten snacks. There was this huge pixie stick, and it was sour and a whole bunch of different colors and flavors. Neither her nor I wanted the thing, so Madison took it. She's been running on 4 hours of sleep and overall stress because of finals. So she starts eating it and she's just skyrocketing out of control, just being overall silly as hell. We're like "Oh god, it's crack." She mimes snorting crack with it and again, we go "It's crack!" Well, she got too much and started choking on it and kinda dribbling purple goo. Emily says something about vomiting and I put my two cents in and make a comment about overdosing. We take the pixie stick away from her and things settle down for a bit. Then she takes it back and starts it up again. Somewhere along the way, she sneezes hard about four times in a row. Now, there's spots on her shirt shoulder and it looks purple. Em asks if it's the pixie stick. Oh no. It's blood. She sneezed so hard she broke a blood vessel in her nose or something, because it was not a slow nose bleed. No, it was more like running. Now we techincally have a biohazard on hand so those two are trying to stem the flow and I have to run upstairs and talk to Hunter, one of our RDs about what to do. He kinda didn't care and said as long we clean up and wrap the tissues in a few layers it'll be fine. I go back to them and we're stuck trying to distnguish the blood spots on the floor from the speckled pattern that conveniently has red in it. Okay, crisis averted. We have confiscated the "pixie dust"/"rainbow crack" again. Eventually, Madison leaves and it's just me and Emily. I end up knocking over her Snapple and it spills on her chem notes. We mop up what we can, but the page is done for. So we get rid of it and check the damage to the rest of the binder/notebook/print outs. Nothing. Not one bit seeped through that paper to the ones underneath. Needless to say, we had a weird night.
EDIT: OKAY I LIED. o_o; They're gonna grab me in two hours. Packing!!
...For freshman year anyway.
Found out my family's gonna grab me Friday. Which means I'm hanging 'round for a few more days, but without the stress. Which, really, is all I wanted. Couple grades are up now, but none of them matter. Personal opinion. I'm waiting for calc and edgy like woah about it. But there's nothing I can do but wait for it and find out. Oh, so there was a kinda study session last night for chem that I got elected teacher for. Well... it was... interesting to say the least. There were drugs, casualities, blood, and a surprising amount of absorbancy involved.
Okay, so, Emily had gotten snacks. There was this huge pixie stick, and it was sour and a whole bunch of different colors and flavors. Neither her nor I wanted the thing, so Madison took it. She's been running on 4 hours of sleep and overall stress because of finals. So she starts eating it and she's just skyrocketing out of control, just being overall silly as hell. We're like "Oh god, it's crack." She mimes snorting crack with it and again, we go "It's crack!" Well, she got too much and started choking on it and kinda dribbling purple goo. Emily says something about vomiting and I put my two cents in and make a comment about overdosing. We take the pixie stick away from her and things settle down for a bit. Then she takes it back and starts it up again. Somewhere along the way, she sneezes hard about four times in a row. Now, there's spots on her shirt shoulder and it looks purple. Em asks if it's the pixie stick. Oh no. It's blood. She sneezed so hard she broke a blood vessel in her nose or something, because it was not a slow nose bleed. No, it was more like running. Now we techincally have a biohazard on hand so those two are trying to stem the flow and I have to run upstairs and talk to Hunter, one of our RDs about what to do. He kinda didn't care and said as long we clean up and wrap the tissues in a few layers it'll be fine. I go back to them and we're stuck trying to distnguish the blood spots on the floor from the speckled pattern that conveniently has red in it. Okay, crisis averted. We have confiscated the "pixie dust"/"rainbow crack" again. Eventually, Madison leaves and it's just me and Emily. I end up knocking over her Snapple and it spills on her chem notes. We mop up what we can, but the page is done for. So we get rid of it and check the damage to the rest of the binder/notebook/print outs. Nothing. Not one bit seeped through that paper to the ones underneath. Needless to say, we had a weird night.
EDIT: OKAY I LIED. o_o; They're gonna grab me in two hours. Packing!!