Wednesday, November 29

Finals Frenzy

Yes, I used the thesaurus for the frenzy word in this title. No, you reader(s)(?) didn't suspect it.

Sometimes words escape my mind.

AHEM!

*gets up on the soapbox workstation ver 100.0*

Have you ever flown over the handlebars of a bicycle? Have you ever immediately had to move overstuffed binder-folders for 8 hours and then type a paper for 10 hours with a sprained wrist and bleeding knees and shoulder?

Well I have. And let me tell you, it's an experience. An experience best not... experienced. I mean, I had to go through so much pain (and continue to do so for the love of my reader(s)(?)!), and now, all I have is this whiny-bitchy story, which I could turn into a suck-it-up-you-baby story (if someone else goes through the experience), of a time I'd rather not have had. I hope none of the damage is permanent.

I guess I should mention what happen. For variety, I will explain it in some sort of literary form that I picked up from godk now swher e.

I was going down a hill (faster faster faster).
And I hit my front and rear brake (squeeze squeeze squeeze).
My rear brake didn't catch (slip slip slip)
and suddenly... (!, !, !,),
my bike tire lifted me up (eject eject eject)
and tossed me off the bike (soar soar soar)
So I could hump the ground (grind grind grind)

(... you needed some sensationalism, didn't you?)

Let me tell you, that concrete is one harsh grinding partner. Hmm, maybe I should make that, uh, poem(?), an allusion to foreplay? I've a sick mind.

anyway,

As I needlessly notified all by copying on here at 2:00 in the morning, I got the BIG term paper done. I'm very glad.

(I have to go now, so I shall keep this brief)

I now have finals next week. I am studying very hard. Getting the paper done was a big relief for me!

I now just want to take the test and be done with it.

In other news, I have to go right now because I have a phone call with the jack-in-the-box lady. The wage is really good -- about twice the rate of $8! I just hope the job doesn't suck (though, in fast food, you never know. Even if it is just database grunt-entry).

I *need* money right now. My schooling depends on this!

Better go call the lady like I mean it.

Darrel

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