"This is my line. This is eternal."
May. 24th, 2005 01:16 amI need. A lot. Friends, time, money. I want the same.
Making friends for me isn't hard. Keeping them is the deal breaker. Not that I intend to whine about this. I'm fairly certain I've surpassed my whine quota for the month.
This afternoon was my Microbiology Final. I was fashionably underprepared and got predictably laced by the 100 question monster. I've found during my brief tenure at Hunter that less is more; unlike my other school, here I can sort of skim over the material and pull an A-. Of course, that's only applicable when the exams don't have the plague of non-studiers, "all of the above/none of the above". And even THAT'S tolerable when the "A & B, A & C" etc options aren't thrown in. Gah. So broken.
On the plus side, the Anatomy bulletin board seems to have been left mod-less so people are posting utter shiite. One of those things being a 36 reply (and growing!) post titled "LET'S GANG BANG GOMEZ", on, well, engaging in group sex with my Micro professor. Personally he's not my cup of tea. He's around 5'7", 5'8", with tamed brown hair and a smallish frame. I...nothing. Doesn't do it for me*. But it would seem I'm in the minority. Some choice replies:
( The people in my class have ISSUES )
It's the vague scientific naming for everything that kills me. That and the fact that we're all freaking the hell out over the upcoming Anatomy final (in t-minus 12 hours). And I highly doubt all that was the handiwork of one person: a number of the girls in my Micro lab asked our instructor if Gomez was single "because he's so cute! ::annoying giggle::". Kids. Man.
Still debating whether I should take my Nutrition final. As is, if I don't take it I'll get a B+ in the class and I'll have more time to rest up for my Ethics final later that evening. I'll flip a coin, maybe.
My father's going back to work next week. My brother, upon hearing, did an extended booty dance in the kitchen. I wish I'd had a camera on hand. I need more blackmail material.
Now, if you'll pardon me, I have to get back to urinalysis.
*I realized when I re-read the description that it could fit for Hal Sparks as well. How to explain the inconsistency? one might ask. To which I say: Gomez ain't Hal.
Making friends for me isn't hard. Keeping them is the deal breaker. Not that I intend to whine about this. I'm fairly certain I've surpassed my whine quota for the month.
This afternoon was my Microbiology Final. I was fashionably underprepared and got predictably laced by the 100 question monster. I've found during my brief tenure at Hunter that less is more; unlike my other school, here I can sort of skim over the material and pull an A-. Of course, that's only applicable when the exams don't have the plague of non-studiers, "all of the above/none of the above". And even THAT'S tolerable when the "A & B, A & C" etc options aren't thrown in. Gah. So broken.
On the plus side, the Anatomy bulletin board seems to have been left mod-less so people are posting utter shiite. One of those things being a 36 reply (and growing!) post titled "LET'S GANG BANG GOMEZ", on, well, engaging in group sex with my Micro professor. Personally he's not my cup of tea. He's around 5'7", 5'8", with tamed brown hair and a smallish frame. I...nothing. Doesn't do it for me*. But it would seem I'm in the minority. Some choice replies:
( The people in my class have ISSUES )
It's the vague scientific naming for everything that kills me. That and the fact that we're all freaking the hell out over the upcoming Anatomy final (in t-minus 12 hours). And I highly doubt all that was the handiwork of one person: a number of the girls in my Micro lab asked our instructor if Gomez was single "because he's so cute! ::annoying giggle::". Kids. Man.
Still debating whether I should take my Nutrition final. As is, if I don't take it I'll get a B+ in the class and I'll have more time to rest up for my Ethics final later that evening. I'll flip a coin, maybe.
My father's going back to work next week. My brother, upon hearing, did an extended booty dance in the kitchen. I wish I'd had a camera on hand. I need more blackmail material.
Now, if you'll pardon me, I have to get back to urinalysis.