May 7, 2012

Exams

The end of the semester is here. That means exams and final papers. All done with my exams and my short story, just need to pack my room and leave and I will be done for the semester.


No I am not dancing in my room, maybe I should. Sleep depravation has a tendency to make me weirder than normal. I checked my naginata against my bed, the naginata is longer than the bed; it was about half a foot difference. Not sure why I decided that I had to check.


Little bit of explanations for finals for those not at my college. Finals time at my college is where people sometimes lock themselves into their work places and only leave to take final exams, pass stuff in, eat and go to the bathroom. Showering is sometimes left by the wayside, yes I do shower regularly. Also in the dorms from the start of reading days to the end of exam periods we have constant M&C's (Milk and Cookies, there are generally not that many cookies); the best part of this is that the access to caffeine goes up so less sleep is required.


Part of my plans for the Summer is to make myself an army
Not an army like Loki's, an army of Weeping Angels from Doctor Who.


My army of crocheted minions will happen, then I will take over my room, maybe my brothers, not sure about my plans for conquest yet.

Other than that I will attempt to finish some of my current knitting projects, like my sweater.

In other news, the naginata club had its end of the semester dinner last week. It was very sad, we said goodbye to my first Captain and it was horrible, she can't leave.
The team minus a couple


I gave her the shawl that I knit for her and she liked it.

Then I went to my brothers graduation. I need to get my Mom to send me the pictures. I had to buy some new shoes, so I bought some leather ankle boots with heels that are glorious. The actual ceremony was boring the only highlight was geting to listen to General Colin Powell speak. He was amusing and a very good speaker. Other than that it was boring, long and you couldn't see anything.
This was about how I felt



2 comments:

  1. Please don't fill our room next year with so many crocheted minions that I can't find my door.

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