When I made myself a t-shirt that said "I Am the God of the Course Schedule--Wanna Make Out?" I felt that I was completely justified. No classes on Thursday or Friday. Nothing before 10:30 am. All efficiently located. A well-placed lunch break. Hot 2L's in every class. I did a good job. But one thing I didn't pay attention to was the finals schedule that went with that classload.
Next week, I have four finals in three days, two of which are at 8:30 am. I am a goddam fool.
The next time you hear me brag about my scheduling prowess, throw something at me. Hard. And by that I mean both that the something should be hard and that you should launch it at my head with a force that would be aptly described as "hard." Thanks.
Ah, yes, I remember finals. Ha.
Oh, wait -- I also remember free time.
Damn.
Posted by: Mr. Poon | November 29, 2004 at 11:52 PM
Amen, hallelujah, preach it, Mr. Poon.
Enjoy while you can, W&V....
Posted by: New Blue Shoe | November 30, 2004 at 07:45 AM
You should have gone to a service academy.
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