my instructor is trying to kill me....
this last two weeks seemingly keeps to be getting worse.

For the first time in FIVE YEARS i don't have a final on Friday, my last final is on Wednesday, that means i could in theory high tail it outta here on Thursday morning, and enjoy the beginning of winter break before everyone else....

turns out the joke is on me

My INSTRUCTOR has once again changed a deadline, pushed it back till FRIDAY OF FINALS WEEK. And there is no escaping this deadline, because there is a reception that follows it on Friday afternoon..... which makes me wonder....is she nuts? NO ONE IS GOING TO BE ON CAMPUS WHO ALREADY DOESN'T HAVE TO BE. And why would they come to a reception for a project that everyone in the class already hates?

does she honestly think that we choose to spend our "free-time" inside of Seaton Hall...... the madness must stop and when it does on Friday the 15th of December i will be the happiest person you know. And that is a fact...a fact.

Next Semester will be filled with great work and truly amazing learning...nothing of which i had this semester, probably a good sign that new professors should not teach 5th year students....

this sketch has nothing to do with anything ....

or this one