ugh, finals.

if there were some sort of smiley face that has a nervous breakdown and passes out on the floor, i would so be pasting that in here right about...now.  it's funny, because you'd think that by senior year i'd have figured out how to take a few tests without losing my cool (shut up, i had cool to begin with), but apparently i have made very little progress on that front.  so far all i can say in my defense is "well at least i go outside sometimes."  that seems like more of an accomplishment when you take into consideration the fact that freshman year i stayed inside for two full days and lived off of cheerios and anxiety.  i'm not even kidding.

anyway, i would like to take this time to give a brief public service announcement/reality check to some of my fellow bc students.  okay, when you're in the library during study days--nay, any days--and have two bookshelves between you and 18,000 people studying, YOU ARE NOT INVISIBLE.  nor do the two bookshelves act like a sound barrier between you and other people--just because we can't see you does not mean that we can't hear every precious, bumbling moment of your whiny cell phone conversation.  i swear, if i hear one more person answer his/her phone (and don't get me started on the ring tone) with "hello? oh nothing." 'OH NOTHING' MY ASS!  you're in the library!  it's not "oh nothing, i'm just in the library" it's "actually i'm in the library, and the disgruntled senior i can't see two bookshelves away is about to stab me in the jugular, can i call you back?"

::sigh::

how's that for christmas spirit?  two more days and i can start doing fun things again, like going to work at 4:30 in the morning, and writing my 100 page thesis...