stranger than your sympathy

today my english prof advised us to "take the same drugs you did while studying for your finals on the day of those finals" because that way, the same neuroreceptors in your brain will be excited and you'll remember the info better.

awesome.

so the other day in the dining hall, i spotted a group of grad students situated near where i was sitting. and all i could think is. god. i really really don't wanna grow older.
you gotta wear boring, mature clothing. stiff shoulders and sitting up straight? what does frolicking mean? um. politics? and wtf. you sit and listen to each other whistling for sport?

well. the whistling thing is actually pretty amusing but like. that's probably already on the extreme side for old peeps. still. the clothes just...god. looking classy is not on my list of things to do. ever.

actually. the clothes just really scare me for some reason. and like really old peeps? o_0 let's not even go into their fashion. whatev. i'm still in the mental age of like 8 so.

so in sex section we played a mating game which involved sticking cards containing three random personality traits on our heads without looking at it....and then trying to "propose and mate" with another person you thought had attractive qualities by holding your hand out to shake as the proposal.

it was actually really sad and amusing to see people scramble around, closing their eyes and awkwardly sticking their hands out in people's faces in hopes of not getting rejected. funny were the hesitant and ew. faces of those who'd just read foreheads with unattractive qualities. and the two people left over with such qualities as "bitchy," "boring," and "grumpy" written across their heads was especially sad.

then of course, we took our cards off our heads and compared them to see if we paired with peeps with similar qualities and such and yada yada. and yeah. got candy.

i also totally rushed into section with an incomplete paper on my laptop, found the due date time to turnitin.com to be during section, edited in a flurry, squeezed it onto 8 pages with some slight...alterations. and turned it in moments before due time. then of course i raced up the hill to my fugging room and printed out a copy right after section, just moments before the hard copy due time at the start of lecture. already i'm learning the ways of bad college students.

oh and of course my pset and another 6 page english essay with no prompt is due tomorrow at 8am and noon respectively. and of course i...haven't started either. and of course i'm going to the big game festivities later tonight.

yuh. so ima just...youknow...like get started or something.