I rocked my music exam, I think. Now I just have to study my ass off for history and electrical engineering, and then I'm done with this stupid, stupid semester.
It's gone by so swiftly, I can't even call these tests 'finals' with any consistency. I keep saying 'midterm'. I think it's because I've learned so little. Or because I never went to class for two of my classes. But, you know, it's not as if the two are related, or anything.
So that final came and went, and if I'm lucky, I'll end up with an A in the class. Now I have to start studying for my next test, which takes place tomorrow at 5 pm. I haven't been to lecture for this one in a long while either, so there's a lot of material I don't have. I think I'm just going to read the entire textbook, and maybe do some of the listening.
I'll be glad when these motherfucking finals are over, though. It's a real bitch.
And afterwards....eh. What I'd really like to happen is for everyone at the house to just stay here so I could hang out with them. They're cool people, and it takes so little effort. But even on the weekends everyone bails. The only time people are congregated is when there's studying to be done, and everyone is procrastinating.
Ick. I just lost the election for board representative because I wasn't willing to lie and say that I would sacrifice my first born for the good of the University Student's Cooperative Association. It was bad when I found out I was running against this boy who would sacrifice his first born for a multitude of things, say, building a deck, or pop tarts. But then, a new comer jumped in and professed her desire to sacrifice her first born as well, and as the two first born sacrificers started stripping, and the rest of the house cheered them on, it was forgotten that I wanted to run at all.
With luck I won't be on the ballot at all, and won't have to watch as I get nary a vote. Now I'm drained. I don't want to study, I don't want to clean up, I don't even want to jerk off. I will anyway, but I really don't want to.
