Oh No Not Mid-Terms Already
As we near the end of week four, we start to crash study for our mid term essays and exams. So much energy put into each question, a sigh of relief pushes out of our bodies as we think, only ninety-nine more to go… It seems like an eternity, as our brains struggle to find the answer hidden somewhere locked in our memory banks.
I keep tapping my head as if hitting numbers on a number pad at the bank ATM trying to access my account; sometimes I have enough credit left to meet my demands…
Some questions seem so confusing and blistering hard we feel like we are sitting under a hot lamp focused on our face with the Gestapo standing over us ready to pop us in the back of the head. Well maybe not that bad… will someone get this guy out of here?
The worse part of Mid-terms is starting the projects we have to write. We know what we need to write about, we know what it must consist of as far as how long, blah blah blah… but what gets me is how to start it.
Sometimes I sit for hours just looking at the screen as if I have been hypnotized by some object bouncing around telling me to sleeeep… sleeeep… sleeeep… my brain so completely numb that I feel like I am “lost in space”. Feels like you’re floating on nitrous oxide and Novocain.
Cup after cup of coffee and tea and a few doses of chocolate to get me hyped up… my brain snaps… Its like … duh female... its right there in front of you… then by some miracle my fingers start flying and my brain begins to manifest itself into some kind of thinking wonder that I have one thought after the next that actually make sense!
Whoa where did that come from… ok ok must have been the last donut I stuff into my face causing a sugar rush that sparked some energy in me… or was it the foot up the arse where someone kicked me into action :)
I keep tapping my head as if hitting numbers on a number pad at the bank ATM trying to access my account; sometimes I have enough credit left to meet my demands…
Some questions seem so confusing and blistering hard we feel like we are sitting under a hot lamp focused on our face with the Gestapo standing over us ready to pop us in the back of the head. Well maybe not that bad… will someone get this guy out of here?
The worse part of Mid-terms is starting the projects we have to write. We know what we need to write about, we know what it must consist of as far as how long, blah blah blah… but what gets me is how to start it.
Sometimes I sit for hours just looking at the screen as if I have been hypnotized by some object bouncing around telling me to sleeeep… sleeeep… sleeeep… my brain so completely numb that I feel like I am “lost in space”. Feels like you’re floating on nitrous oxide and Novocain.
Cup after cup of coffee and tea and a few doses of chocolate to get me hyped up… my brain snaps… Its like … duh female... its right there in front of you… then by some miracle my fingers start flying and my brain begins to manifest itself into some kind of thinking wonder that I have one thought after the next that actually make sense!
Whoa where did that come from… ok ok must have been the last donut I stuff into my face causing a sugar rush that sparked some energy in me… or was it the foot up the arse where someone kicked me into action :)
lol well you must be doing something right to get the scores you did the other day :D
Im proud of you *pats yer buns*
Posted by
Wolfsglen |
7:27 AM
lol what do I need to get more than a pat on the buns *winks* hehe...
Its been hard work, still got two exams to do, then back to my lessons for this week so i dont get behind
Posted by
Rena~ |
12:40 PM
Why, what else do you want on yer buns besides a pat ;)
Posted by
Wolfsglen |
12:41 PM
*BLUSH* I tried a witty retort and you come back with another...
I'll never be able to make you blush oh weeeee hehehe
Posted by
Rena~ |
12:43 PM
Oh you could, but not with things like this hehe.
I am utterly shameless in some ways :D Pray you dont find out how bad i can really be *EG*
Posted by
Wolfsglen |
12:44 PM
YIKES! Ok I submit... Im not taking any chances on that... But one day.. when you least expect it, Im gonna make you blush. I will win... I will...
Posted by
Rena~ |
12:46 PM
*evil laugh* Never known anyone to type while asleep, but since you are dreaming you somehow just managed it :P
Posted by
Wolfsglen |
12:48 PM
hehehehe... just wait.. I am patient and I will win, you will be so completely taken by suprise... *starts to plan my attack* hehehe It may take days, it may take years.. but I will win *smiles*
Posted by
Rena~ |
12:50 PM
Pfft so do you have enough years left for that, oldie? *innocent grin*
Posted by
Wolfsglen |
12:51 PM
Probably not, but I will make a good effort... I'll get you from the grave one day... you'll see... uh huh.. you'll see...
you will be walking down the road, then suddenly trip right in front of a bunch of pretty ladies you were trying to flirt with... and yep it will be me... I can see you blush then.. oh yes
Posted by
Rena~ |
12:54 PM
Blush my ass, i will growl and call the nearest exorcist grrr
Posted by
Wolfsglen |
12:56 PM
hehehehhee
Posted by
Rena~ |
12:57 PM
Besides, there are worst places to be than down on the ground looking up at pretty ladies *wink*
Posted by
Wolfsglen |
12:58 PM
hmmm maybe, but girls now dont wear skirts like they used to when you were a kid.. so don't get to excited.. don't think your heart can handle it.. *winks back*
Posted by
Rena~ |
1:01 PM
Bah, when i am ruler of this world i will make wearing of skirts (preferably knee length or shorter) to be a law punishable by death :D
Although only by women, sorry to disappoint all the cross-dressers and scottish out there.
Posted by
Wolfsglen |
1:04 PM
hehehehe now who's dreaming hehehe
Posted by
Rena~ |
1:05 PM
>:/
Posted by
Wolfsglen |
1:06 PM