School is hard.
Especially when deadlines appear out of nowhere. Even when I thought I was being responsible and checking my course websites for assignments this weekend.
Two psets due tomorrow. Exam tonight 7:30-9:?? It is probably 00. Or 30.
Sleep is not looking big in my future tonight.
Is teh weekend here yet?
You spelled "the" wrong.
Do you ever spell it incorrectly on tests and stuff? That'd be hilarious.
No, no fucking! Fuck = Bad! Here's a diagram.
On a separate note, I have entirely too much time on my hands.
(Dunno if your comment server allows links, so here it is raw: http://ruairi.blogspot.com/fucking%20v%20comforting.gif )
Oh my God, you really DO go to MIT!!!1
Only joking, dearest. I never doubted you. And thank you for the comment about my interview -- it went pretty well. It could've gone a bit better, but it also could've been a hell of a lot worse.
If you ever need help with your work, email me! I am actually a professor at MIT, and all of the complaints about the admissions process are lies, as I am fifty-five years young.
Finally. No just kidding, you'll come through with flying colors as usual. I have faith in your abilities to overshadow all the kids that spent days in their rooms working and shunning daylight. ;-)
you are just too awesome