chekhov's life was miserable, chekhov had tb; chekhov suffered for his art, like me
I'm ready to shoot myself in the gorram face over this astronomy class. The teacher has been bullshitting around so long that the test we were supposed to take on October 1st is going to be our final. He's ~*making it up to us*~ by making it a hard, but open-note test. Unfortunately, he's given us so many useless junk statistics that I have sixty-two fucking pages of notes with more to come. A lack of forethought on his part should NOT constitute an emergency on mine.
If anyone could offer suggestions on what to do, it'd be greatly appreciated. Otherwise, just cunting kill me and get it over with.
On a lighter note, Zeiss and I are working on another joint snark. Whoop de shit.
ETA: Actually, this song cheered me up considerably. Thank you Ashley and Winamp shuffle. Tips would still be appreciated, though.
If anyone could offer suggestions on what to do, it'd be greatly appreciated. Otherwise, just cunting kill me and get it over with.
On a lighter note, Zeiss and I are working on another joint snark. Whoop de shit.
ETA: Actually, this song cheered me up considerably. Thank you Ashley and Winamp shuffle. Tips would still be appreciated, though.