Dear classes,
I have had about enough of you, and I am tired of your unreasonable demands. You have the audacity to expect my attendance on a regular basis, you require I get out of bed before noon, you eat up my time with your tedious shit like reading and paper writing, you impede on my gym time, my nap time, my tv watching, and you seem to keep happening durring peak tanning hours of the day.
Tired of your shit,
Sarah
P.S. we are so over.
I have had about enough of you, and I am tired of your unreasonable demands. You have the audacity to expect my attendance on a regular basis, you require I get out of bed before noon, you eat up my time with your tedious shit like reading and paper writing, you impede on my gym time, my nap time, my tv watching, and you seem to keep happening durring peak tanning hours of the day.
Tired of your shit,
Sarah
P.S. we are so over.
Labels: aesthetics, slacking
posted by Sarah at 2:38 PM
3 Comments:
better than conference calls and meetings with incompetent people... you'll miss them one day! and summer will be here in no time, hang in there!
I like to think of semesters as a really bad fuck. First, you think it's going well, little boring but ok. Then, it gets really bad, dragging on for sooo loooong and you just want to get out of there. Then, classes climax with finals and we can at last roll over and go to sleep for the entire vacation. Or take a Summer job. Whatever.
Wow that's a perfect analogy. Awesome!
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