
(YOU CAN'T FOOL US, DONALD!)
IT IS THE EVIL WEEK OF FINALS. Yes, I have two down, two more to go. I kicked off finals season with drama. To my distinct surprise, the exam was difficult due to the weird random facts that have a tendency to go in one ear and out the other.
This morning I enjoyed a Finite Math final, I think I did better on this exam that the drama exam. We have it figured that if I at least make a 60 or so, I can pass the class with an A. No one else may be impressed with this, but shock waves reverberrate throughout my house when I announced this to my mother. I have a mental block against math, and the last time I made an A in a math class was my 8th grade year. I struggled with a couple questions, and I forgot the standard deviation formula.
This is okay, standard deviation can kiss it.
I find it amusing that I can hate certain songs, until I turn the volume up so high the Juggernaut has a little added vibrations... It's the only way I can like these songs.
Every time I drive around blaring 17 years by Ratatat, I feel like such an elitist. It does not have the same effect when the volume is below 22.. In fact when I first listened to it (at a regular decibel) I regretted illegally downloading it.
It is the same with Make.Damn.Sure by Taking Back Sunday.. This song is outrageously bad, until you it have shaking your steering wheel. It is a good song to sit in your car, and stare vindictively out of a window.
Sometimes I ride around singing along with I Touch Myself by The Divynls, but only to be obnoxious.
Today was the first day in a couple months that I have taken my Regina Spektor c.d. out of the player. Okay, so it actually rotated between Regina and whatever christmas music I can find on the radio... but I can only take so much backstreet boys christmas album, especially when they sing "Noel". Wow, something inside of me dies each time I hear it. I also hear way to much Celine Dion Christmas. I do not think it is neccessary to hear her sing O Holy Night, Silent Night, Ave Maria, and Do You Hear What I hear, all in the same hour. I can't take that much Dion. If we could cut that (at least) in half it would be appreciated.
Soon I will be heading to my English final, and after that my Psychology final. I am not too worried about the English Comp., we are writing an in-class essay. The only problem I foresee is a lack of time. I studied extensively for Psychology, but I tend to freeze up on the scan-tron. THEN, upon completing these two I will be meeting some homies and starting a bar fight. Alright, so maybe I am not doing that exactly. There has been a violation in the code of ethics amongst certain individuals, I like that. If by "like" you mean "that annoys me."
Despite the cold, I would really like to eat some ice cream; more specifically I would like some frozen yogurt from TCBY.
I just wanted to make that point.
2 comments:
What are you? Are you a brilliant blogging robot? How can I possibly try to keep up with you. What is the elitist bit? Did you really write that? Because if you did, I am quitting the game and hanging up my blogging gloves. It is a masterpiece. You've got me bewitched from blog to blog. I'm hooked.
My "elitism" section is a new edition, I was feeling left out because everyone has all these awesome linkaging happening over on the sides, and I wanted in on that. And shyeah, I kicked off the new section over there with ann original.
And if you quit blogging, then I will only have the Bobbert as a blogging homie, and bobberts bloggeretting is scarce in the weekly quantity area; your uncle is a busy man.
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