Last night, I pulled my first college-all-nighter. Not for work, no. I wish it were for work. I don't want to think about it. Thinking about it makes me want to go out and destroy villains. In a bad way. Is that possible?
So, you're reading a post written by a semi-delirious and mentally scarred Jon yet again.
I've been cooped up studying all weekend for my last two midterms. The 3.4 GPA minimum for the honors college is really worrying me. I didn't think maintaining a 3.4 would be that bad, but... gah I don't want to think about that either.
I am just not in a good mood after this weekend. Why am I blogging if I don't want to think about the things I wanted to blog about? What do I want to think about??
craneception?
This is a video of a crane lifting another crane. Then the crane fails, sending the other crane into a crane-sized crater. Now what? I guess they'd have to bring in another crane to lift the fallen crane and fix the other broken crane.
I'm going to kill you, dear little midterms. And again when you return in November. And again when you evolve into final exams in December.
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