*AGGRESSIVELY STILL ISN’T FINISHED WITH HOMEWORK*
Sweet dreams are made of
I took my girlfriend to an improv show the other night and during intermission we were passionately arguing over whether half a 5 Hour Energy shot would give you 2.5 hours of energy or 5 hours of half-assed energy so we turned around to ask the opinions of the three people behind us and one of them said “Are all your arguments like this because we heard you in the lobby earlier fighting over the right way to pronounce ‘egg’?”
I’m freaking out about this final exam for Indian Art even though multiple people have said it’s a joke but it’s like I had a dream about dropping it before today and I thought, Cassidy, you’re a moron you can’t graduate with an incomplete and well here we are.
i cant wait to be a piece of shit w/ a bachelors degree