I am the queen of suck, and I don't even have a crown.
Well, lets see.
I didn't go to Brit Lit today, just as I didn't go on Wednesday or Monday. Why do I do this to myself, you might ask. I don't know. Basically, because I suck. That's why. I think I am going to get a very upsetting grade in the class, and I have only myself to blame, which is twenty times more depressing than if a class had actually been hard. Bah.
On a happy note though, Dr. King and Dr. Okun don't care that I've been the Queen of Slack this semester. I just keep telling them jokes and they just keep high-fiving me and being jolly. In fact, Okun asked me to move into his house while he's on sabatical. He said he wanted someone to feed his cat and keep his house "lived in" and I was one of the only students he trusted. That made me feel snazzy, and I figure I'd have access to some really nice bowls. But I don't want to ditch my mate (that'd be Mary), and I'm sure that she's uninvited to live there too. Oh well, though free rent woulda been super cool.
Other than this, today is Friday. Since I skipped Brit Lit (like an idiot), I don't have any more classes. That means I'm done for the semester. I just need to write a few papers and take one exam next week. It's really thrilling. In fact, look, it's 2:OO. That means my writing center shift is done. As is the official semester. Ow OW.
I didn't go to Brit Lit today, just as I didn't go on Wednesday or Monday. Why do I do this to myself, you might ask. I don't know. Basically, because I suck. That's why. I think I am going to get a very upsetting grade in the class, and I have only myself to blame, which is twenty times more depressing than if a class had actually been hard. Bah.
On a happy note though, Dr. King and Dr. Okun don't care that I've been the Queen of Slack this semester. I just keep telling them jokes and they just keep high-fiving me and being jolly. In fact, Okun asked me to move into his house while he's on sabatical. He said he wanted someone to feed his cat and keep his house "lived in" and I was one of the only students he trusted. That made me feel snazzy, and I figure I'd have access to some really nice bowls. But I don't want to ditch my mate (that'd be Mary), and I'm sure that she's uninvited to live there too. Oh well, though free rent woulda been super cool.
Other than this, today is Friday. Since I skipped Brit Lit (like an idiot), I don't have any more classes. That means I'm done for the semester. I just need to write a few papers and take one exam next week. It's really thrilling. In fact, look, it's 2:OO. That means my writing center shift is done. As is the official semester. Ow OW.