My Life...

My sinceriestly apologies. I have not been writing any blogograms to you lately because I have been incredibly busy with my studies! Shocking, I know! I was doing so well for a while but unfortunately I have hit a wall two days before my next midterm which is why I'm writing again!

My countdown to the end of the semester has begun and it is as follows: 1 midterm, 6 cases, 2 finals. And then I will be free to enjoy Christmas and my lack of funds to buy my dear, dear friends and family gifts! You hear that friends and family? You're getting homemade gifts this year. Yup. Enjoy.

So, down to business:

To everyone who thinks it is okay to talk to me and people like me in class:

On behalf of all people, like me, who hate talking to other people, making small talk, paying attention in class, and NOT doodling in their notes. Stop talking to us. I mean it. Stop. And no, I will not let you see my notes, I will not let you see my drawings, I will NOT tell you what the teacher just said and I will NOT tell you what the remedial assignment is! Because for the most part, I haven't taken any notes, my drawings are too awesome for your peasant eyes, I don't know what the teacher just said and I don't know what the remedial assignment is and I won't tell you even if I did because I want you to suffer!

If you so desire an explanation let me paint a picture for you:

I am at breaking point, I just finished a major project, two presentations AND two midterms. Now I am in Business Law, an evening class, I am falling asleep but also nervously awaiting the results from my midterm. Teacher tells us almost everyone sucked balls on the exam. Great, more nerves. But don't worry there is a remedial assignment you can do if you're one of those people who like to do stuff like that. Well, I finally get my midterm back and:

WHAT?

I got the second highest mark in the class?! (It's full of asians) High-Fives for me!! No remedial assignment for me!! As if I would do it anyways....

Alright so now I'm happy. Then it happens. A sweet little asian girl asks me to move my purse so she can sit down beside me. Strike One, no one sits beside me. No One.

She proceeds to look over her midterm and then asks me what my answer was for one of the questions even though the teacher just went over all the questions! Strike Two and Three because I don't want to talk to you AND you're being stupid.

She then asks me what the teacher said about the remedial assignment. What! Can't you hear?? Stop looking at your midterm and listen up if you need the remedial assignment so bad!

The teacher has since started writing notes on the board and she asks me if she can see my notes.

DOES THIS GIRL NOT KNOW WHO I AM?!?

You would think the fact that I was practically growling all my answers to her previous questions at her would make her think twice about continuing this relationship, but no, it. gets. worst.

I have written a full page of notes. Without any drawings. so I turn the page to begin writing again. She straight up turns my page back so she can see my notes on the other side!

I didn't even know what to do with myself. But because I am only a bitch on the inside I let her look at my notes, I answered all her questions, and I told her all I knew about the remedial assignment. I guess I actually encouraged her with my "kindness".

Sometimes I wish I was a bitch in real life and not just on my blog/inside my head...

Anyways, if you wanted further proof that I have reached my breaking point, here is a very scary drawing:

Not really sure how to explain this one.

Sorry for the long post but it's been awhile anyways so I had to make up for the ones I missed.

Midtermarama

It's already freaking November! The count down to end of semester and Birstmas has begun! 53 days until Birstmas (birthday/Christmas). But I actually haven't officially started my count down to the end of the semester because I'M STILL WRITING MIDTERMS!!

As of last night I have written four midterms. That sounds normal right? Well I still have another one Friday and another one in two weeks! RIDICULOUS!

To make this seem even more extreme: I'M ONLY TAKING 3 CLASSES THIS SEMESTER!

WHAT?!

What is that? Seriously? 6 midterms for 3 classes??

Oh ya, one more thing: 4 of those midterms are for THE SAME CLASS!

WHAT?!

Stupid Industrial Relations. I officially don't support unions because they make me need to take the most boring class (ON A FRIDAY MORNING) with 4 freaking midterms so I can learn about them. Not cool Unions, not cool.

 I have studied more this semester than any other semester in my three and a half years in University and I think my brain is about to explode. I have studied so much that I have reached my study-quota for the semester and I still have two more midterms to write! AND FINAL EXAMS!

Thank goodness I'm just a regular old business student who doesn't actually have to excel in the classes I'm taking this semester because they are not prerequisites for any other classes I must take in the future.

C+ average here I come!

I'm not even doing very well with my cartoon drawings lately. Caution: Stick figures ahead:

So this is supposed to be me on an average day but, honestly, the stick woman looks better than I usually do. Slightly more attractive as well...

Anyways, this is what I looked like this Halloween because it turned out I actually got to celebrate this year!

In my defense, I was not wearing a "Slutty Raggedy Ann" costume. I was supposed to be just regular Raggedy Ann. Unfortunately the costume was a size small and I have long legs and had had a drink or two. So, basically, I turned into Raggedy Ann if she was walking to Raggedy Andy's house and bumped into Ke$ha in a dark alley and was consequently dragged into one of her skank-tastic music videos. But I swear: My slutty costume was an accident. Kind of.