ode to finals

tired... i think that is an understatement.

Every year the same old burn out college student case happens. By the end of the semester, several thousands of people like me almost fry their brains to the toast and drain it down our spines. Why can't we ever learn? WHY can't we be more prepared for this?! WHAAAAAAAAAAAAYYYY?!!!

Because we procrastinate. We go to late night movies. Drink almost every weekend. DON't study or atleast do not study enough. Get massages instead of going to the library and mentally challenging ourselves with calculus or what not. Go online and talk to friends as if we hadn't spent time with them in school already. Talk on the phone. Taking power naps--- till the morning! Maximizing the allowable cuts in class- missing important lessons. Laughing. Eating. Breathing!!!! ARGH... BUT it's so much fun!!!!

And so the list goes on...

Ateneo utopia can never be in tune with its serious academia shitness.

Yet we still wonder... why? why?

Are you stupid or something?

Because we are lazyass mother fuckers.

Get it?

Got it.

GOOD. Now go... bounce... boink... study!

Then after all this, it's time for some Absolute Citron and Ginebra Bilog!

We whine and cry, we smoke out, get high, laugh, AND get over everything. *sigh*

NEXT semester, we go through the same exact college student on-the-brink-of-a-nervous-breakdown shit hole again.

Can I graduate already?