Tuesday, October 28, 2008

Amateur Men

After finishing 4 exams, I thought the pressure would be off, the weight would be lifted, the skies would be parted, and the heavens would shine down. Instead, it's cold and I have a headache.

Some of this might have to do with the fact that I failed 3/4 exams. After all, I can only remember so much about fucking early Christian architecture, and fucking global marketing strategies, and fucking grignard reactions, and fucking activity-based costing, at once. But most of this has to do with the fact that the next episode of Desperate Housewives is still. 5. days. away.

Even though these exams are done with, and I would like to just sleep forever, life keeps moving. I still have work to do. And I kind of wish I didn't. And I'm kind of in the dumps about it. Say what you will about my immaturity and senseless despair. But I can't help feeling the way I feel. Life is an art and I'm shaping up to be quite the amateur.

And even though sex foot two's also-hot roommate saved my life in lab today before coming to my room to ask me something about lab before talking to me again in the lounge about lab before sipping hot chocolate with me on top of a fur rug in front of a fireplace, I still feel... tepid. Though this would normally be enough to send me into a menopausal type hot-flash sexual frenzy.

The cold wind outside is threatening to knock down all the walls and the only thing that could cheer me up at this moment is a lifelong subscription to Sean Cody.


Figure 1: I want to be inside your heaven.


But But But. My architecture design drawing TA told me that I "have lots of talent." He also made me pin-up this week's drawing in front of the entire freaking class. Which was unexpected and terrifying and embarrassing, but I won't pretend it didn't give me a tiny ounce of glee. Not to mention satisfaction over beating out all the stupid fuckers in the class that always try to make deep philosophical comments in order to look like they actually know anything even though they are really, just stupid fuckers. And when the hot hot hot TA with bright blue eyes and a cute Turkish accent patted me on the back, I didn't pretend not to get lost somewhere in an Eastern European fantasy. And this is the first step towards our lurid love affair that will guarantee me an A+ in the class.

5 comments:

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Joshua said...

Hahaha :D you need a vacation! Tests are over!