Judas Iscariot and the art of Not Studying
Saw my last play for theatre today. *sniff, tear* The Last Days of Judas Iscariot. That was some deep, hilarious, vulgar, biblical and blasphemous all in the same breath shit. And MAN was it good!
I'm only pissed because I biked over there early and specifically waited for an hour so I could get a good seat when they
A) opened the doors to seat late because of lighting issues and
B) a bunch of asshole people crowded in the doorway in front of me when it was clearly obvious that people who were sitting down the length of the hallway had been there for much longer than these straggling motherfuckers (sorry, the language of the play is rubbing off on me and every other word would be a bleep in most company) and
C) I was reminded for over 30 minutes why I mostly hate the carbon copy, Coach purse carrying, Northface jacketed, flipflop wearing in 50 degree weather dumbass bitches who are the type to think playing with a fire extinguisher is funny at 4am.
Sorry. Had to get that out there. But the play was amazing. Probably my favorite of the whole year.
Didn't study much-- could you tell from the lack of updates that I promised yesterday? Yeah. I managed to drag myself through two chapters of Sociology today and not much else. I did make a pretty schedule of my finals, though. :D
See?
Steph and I talked away about two hours about random shit-- from the layout of our houses (past and present) to what we feared as kids to what our schools were like to how we barely functioned as social students involved in inside and outside of school sports, etc. etc. in a bonding sort of procrastination that I really liked. I gots me a good roommate. :D I was informed that I snore-- *hangs head*-- but that it's like, heavy breathing, then kinda soft, then every once in a while a kinda deep one. Well, she sleep talks, so we're a pair and neither one of us is bothered by the other.
...
I can't believe I SNORE. *facepalm*
Anyway. We ended up making a late night run to Jack in the Box because I didn't really eat much today and she wanted a snack. (Though I did discover that Nature Valley bars CAN indeed go bad. And by that I mean stale, and by that I mean cardboard-y and bendy instead of crisp and granola-y.) LOOK AT THIS FUCKING MASSIVE DRINK.
IT'S ALMOST BIGGER THAN O'HALLORAN.
Yeah, so when Steph is driving she's so tired she's not paying any attention to where she's going and we didn't almost die, but we did ride through the hood unnecessarily and I held up my hands like, "don't look at me because fuck if I know where we're going, especially in the dark" when she accused me of letting her go the wrong way three times.
Okay. SO. Luckily, no finals tomorrow. Even more luckily, my first two tests are not cumulative, and even luckier than THAT, the first final I have to take I get a cheat sheet on --Sociology-- because Dr. Kamo's line of thinking is very much, "If you make the study sheet, then you can use it because it's mostly going to be a check" and thank GOD he thinks of the final just like any other test. :D
At this rate, I won't get violated in all kinds of wrong ways until Thursday! Because Thursday is Trig and I'm so getting raped, I can feel it coming. I'm just going to listen to Totally Fucked all day that day, basically. Then I'll have a day to heal while I'm taking Theatre (for which I got a study guide from my teacher and I earned a 94 on my last test so I'm feeling confident), then comes Saturday with an even BIGGER rape of Microceonomics. Fortunately after that painful experience, I'll limp to the car and drive my sore ass home for A WHOLE MONTH.
Days until finals begin: 1.
Days until finals end: 6.
Gotta jet to bed-- going to breakfast in the morning with Steph. Good morning 8:30, here we come 459!
I'm only pissed because I biked over there early and specifically waited for an hour so I could get a good seat when they
A) opened the doors to seat late because of lighting issues and
B) a bunch of asshole people crowded in the doorway in front of me when it was clearly obvious that people who were sitting down the length of the hallway had been there for much longer than these straggling motherfuckers (sorry, the language of the play is rubbing off on me and every other word would be a bleep in most company) and
C) I was reminded for over 30 minutes why I mostly hate the carbon copy, Coach purse carrying, Northface jacketed, flipflop wearing in 50 degree weather dumbass bitches who are the type to think playing with a fire extinguisher is funny at 4am.
Sorry. Had to get that out there. But the play was amazing. Probably my favorite of the whole year.
Didn't study much-- could you tell from the lack of updates that I promised yesterday? Yeah. I managed to drag myself through two chapters of Sociology today and not much else. I did make a pretty schedule of my finals, though. :D
See?
Steph and I talked away about two hours about random shit-- from the layout of our houses (past and present) to what we feared as kids to what our schools were like to how we barely functioned as social students involved in inside and outside of school sports, etc. etc. in a bonding sort of procrastination that I really liked. I gots me a good roommate. :D I was informed that I snore-- *hangs head*-- but that it's like, heavy breathing, then kinda soft, then every once in a while a kinda deep one. Well, she sleep talks, so we're a pair and neither one of us is bothered by the other.
...
I can't believe I SNORE. *facepalm*
Anyway. We ended up making a late night run to Jack in the Box because I didn't really eat much today and she wanted a snack. (Though I did discover that Nature Valley bars CAN indeed go bad. And by that I mean stale, and by that I mean cardboard-y and bendy instead of crisp and granola-y.) LOOK AT THIS FUCKING MASSIVE DRINK.
IT'S ALMOST BIGGER THAN O'HALLORAN.
Yeah, so when Steph is driving she's so tired she's not paying any attention to where she's going and we didn't almost die, but we did ride through the hood unnecessarily and I held up my hands like, "don't look at me because fuck if I know where we're going, especially in the dark" when she accused me of letting her go the wrong way three times.
Okay. SO. Luckily, no finals tomorrow. Even more luckily, my first two tests are not cumulative, and even luckier than THAT, the first final I have to take I get a cheat sheet on --Sociology-- because Dr. Kamo's line of thinking is very much, "If you make the study sheet, then you can use it because it's mostly going to be a check" and thank GOD he thinks of the final just like any other test. :D
At this rate, I won't get violated in all kinds of wrong ways until Thursday! Because Thursday is Trig and I'm so getting raped, I can feel it coming. I'm just going to listen to Totally Fucked all day that day, basically. Then I'll have a day to heal while I'm taking Theatre (for which I got a study guide from my teacher and I earned a 94 on my last test so I'm feeling confident), then comes Saturday with an even BIGGER rape of Microceonomics. Fortunately after that painful experience, I'll limp to the car and drive my sore ass home for A WHOLE MONTH.
Days until finals begin: 1.
Days until finals end: 6.
Gotta jet to bed-- going to breakfast in the morning with Steph. Good morning 8:30, here we come 459!