It All Depends On You Definition of Alive...
Ah... alive once again. But of course using the term "alive" in the loosest sense possible. Sure I am breathing. I can feel my pulse beat through my neck when I press my fingers against it. But that doesn't necessarily mean I am alive.
Following Terry's lead, I suddenly feel like I should update... talk about summer plans and maybe explain why I feel well... "dead". As most if not most of you know, it is officially finals week. This means a little less to me than normal. I had two finals last week before the actual finals week which made last wednesday night excruitiating. All that is left is my civil liberties and abnormal psych final... my two "major" classes. I've been in and out of the dreaded odegaard for three days now, and I have already begun to feel the symptoms and exhibit the common signs of library psychosis. For future reference I have enclosed the following symptoms to help you diagnose this deadly disease. 1) lack to concentration, 2) fatigue, 3) inability to sit still, 4) irritability, and 5) a strong desire to find that one cute girl from class and ask her out quickly before the year ends (commonly known as "Holy Crap It's the End Of the YEar And I'm Single" Disease). Heh... well... maybe not so much the latter all the time. By thursday it will be all over and I will return to the sleepy city of Shoreline. I don't know how to feel about that other than *makes a distorted face*. Not like that makes any sense either...
So summer plans... summer... hmmm. No job yet, no class, and no internship. Haha... man I feel depressed now. I guess I can go to the IMA a lot? Bleh... this entry has gone downhill fast and I shall end it quickly. Finals is making me mentally unsound and my summer looks unproductive. With the only exception of a trip to SF next week I know of nothing else to be excited for.
-Andy
Following Terry's lead, I suddenly feel like I should update... talk about summer plans and maybe explain why I feel well... "dead". As most if not most of you know, it is officially finals week. This means a little less to me than normal. I had two finals last week before the actual finals week which made last wednesday night excruitiating. All that is left is my civil liberties and abnormal psych final... my two "major" classes. I've been in and out of the dreaded odegaard for three days now, and I have already begun to feel the symptoms and exhibit the common signs of library psychosis. For future reference I have enclosed the following symptoms to help you diagnose this deadly disease. 1) lack to concentration, 2) fatigue, 3) inability to sit still, 4) irritability, and 5) a strong desire to find that one cute girl from class and ask her out quickly before the year ends (commonly known as "Holy Crap It's the End Of the YEar And I'm Single" Disease). Heh... well... maybe not so much the latter all the time. By thursday it will be all over and I will return to the sleepy city of Shoreline. I don't know how to feel about that other than *makes a distorted face*. Not like that makes any sense either...
So summer plans... summer... hmmm. No job yet, no class, and no internship. Haha... man I feel depressed now. I guess I can go to the IMA a lot? Bleh... this entry has gone downhill fast and I shall end it quickly. Finals is making me mentally unsound and my summer looks unproductive. With the only exception of a trip to SF next week I know of nothing else to be excited for.
-Andy