May 2, 2017
Finals
One two hour English final stands between me and summer vacation. Will I survive the countless essays on this exam or buckle under pressure and leave everything blank?
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Finals
One two hour English final stands between me and summer vacation. Will I survive the countless essays on this exam or buckle under pressure and leave everything blank?
Back at it
It's the last Friday I'll ever spend in my white privilege ass apartment. So, you bet your ass I'm pre-game and go out with my friends and celebrate the end of the semester. I'm highkey gonna miss all these amenities though, when I become an RA across campus next semester. Especially, when I look at our sorry ass pool and realize I don't need to swim that bad.
I just turned in my poetry portfolio and I feel like the biggest weight has been lifted off of my shoulders. I have a research paper due at midnight, but I'm surprisingly not worried. I feel like I'm just floating around tbh.
What's something more hipster than me drinking chamomile tea in a mason jar, while looking out at the city from my balcony? Nothing. 😂 I can't with myself right now.
Y'all, I clearly gave no fucks about class last night. This is my last semester of French and I am so done. Our instructor ain't even showing up, so I don't see the point of waking my ass up to go to a vacant classroom.
$1 drinks are ending me rn. I understand what Roth said about loving college.
I finally got to experience the 15 minute rule! I took the opportunity to write "We were here, fam" (fam not pictured) just in case our French instructor showed up after we all dipped.
I finally participated in French class today. We were listening to a song that intersects uses of different languages. My professor asked why that was pertinent to French. I explained that the diaspora of many people in western culture causes an intersection between languages and culture. I said something more in depth than the latter, but I made the class go dead silent. Everyone looked at me surprised that I speak and that I sometimes carry information. I was happy I spoke up though. I'm also like half-dead, so my brain isn't filtering as much.