thefox

Only 4 more days of class... must. sleep.

I really don't have much left to do, and frankly I'm starting to not give a shit. I'll do fine, and it's not worth the extra effort to be "perfect." I got an A (perfect score) on my ginormous math unit of doom... all 66 pages of it.

All I have left today is my last day of the shittiest art class ever taught. As long as I do well on the final, it's all gravy... I just need a C in the class to be happy.

Mostly, I'm just ready to not have a million things to do and just as many lists to keep track of them. Screw it, I have busted ass this semester, especially considering all the shit I've been through.

2007? Yeah, you... you're dismissed. I've had just about enough of you, thanks. Let the new guy in, on your way out, but don't rub any of your bad mojo off on him. I want a shiny, new 2008 to get me through my senior year so I can FINALLY graduate.

Stupid odd years, always interrupting my groove.