And now the end comes

Currently, I’m listening to an awesome song called “Girls on the Dance Floor” by Far East Movement.  It’s a total club bumper, but I AM LOVING IT RIGHT NOW.  BWHAHAH – and, I love the fact that it’s made by Asians.  GO ASIANS!

Anyhow, the last month is here, and its officially crunch time.  I don’t realy know how I’m going to fare, but I hope I make it out alive somehow.  I still have to do a life-sized self portrait for my anatomy class, a poster for my typography class, get a bunch of beeper motors for my 3-d class, research for my asian studies class, and perform a skit for my Japanese class.  Wow.

Ah, the most annoying thing happened to me on Monday.  My partner decided to be an irresponsible bastard and gave me the script for the skit at the last minute, even though I told that I would work on it with him, and checked on him several times.  (He offered to do it on his own the first time around, and although I told him I’d rather work on it together, he insisted.)  I had to memorize the skit…WHILE I WAS DRIVING TO CLASS.  I was about to scream – I kept on asking him to send it to me earlier so that we could rehearse, but he apparently had more important things to do.

It was a horrible experience, and he got screwed over in the end, but it was still really infuriating.

Anyhow, that’s done and past, so it’s okay.