Tuesday, May 11, 2010

The End of the Semester Blues

I Hate this semester.
It feels like somewhere in February, someone pressed the Slow-Motion button.
I woke up today, excited because it was thursday. excited because this week was almost over and it was one week closer to finals. I showered and got dressed all the time thinking "YAY THURSDAY" and then I looked at the clock in the kitchen. the one that said it was fifty-eight degrees, seven o'clock in the morning on TUESDAY may 11. Yes that is what it said, Tuesday. for about 5 seconds i thought, well that must not be right. until i remembered that yesterday was Monday. so Yes today is tuesday.

Tuesday is probably my least favorite day of the week. well, and monday of course.
So right now I am waiting to go to the class I hate with unnamed putz teacher who NEVER shuts up about irrelevant nonsense. NO Mr. I don't care that you were once in a punk band that traveled Europe, I don't care that you drove the bus. I also don't care how well you play guitar, or how great at writing songs you are. I don't care that you knocked up your Fiancee and will soon be ruining the life of a child. I don't care about your political views, or your dislike for whatever you are in the mood for disliking. I also Really don't care that you went to college for most of your life and you think you are gods gift to us. I am here to learn World Civilizations. Not ALL ABOUT YOU!

So in the spirit of "Looking on the Bright-side" I am looking forward to June. To Summer, to this semester being over. but more immediately I am looking forward to 2:00, when I will no longer have to be in class today. When the day will be edging closer to tomorrow, which by the way is one day closer to thursday. and one day closer to the end of this crappy semester.

1 comment:

  1. Ugh, I'm with you! We need to run away the second this semester is over.
    And, thank you for your sweet offer. I have good authority though that you don't actually like to clean, you just like for things to BE clean. Big difference. You don't need to come clean my apartment, but you do need to come get drunk with me, Sara, and Jason on the 22nd. Is it a date? :)

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