Anyone excited?  Like completely excited?  Cause I’m excited.  But only partially excited.  Like that excitement that you get when your stepdad who molests you finally gets put in prison.  You’re all happy because he’s been molesting you for years, but at the same time you’re really sad because he’s the closest thing you have to a real father because your real father died two years before you were born(Yes, I know what I just said.  It was a joke.  I’m not stupid.).  I don’t really know what that feels like, but I’ve seen it on TV, so I feel like I have a pretty good idea.

I think the thing I like the least about finals though is my mental state.  It’s not really any different, but I feel like it should be.  Just look at my bed.  I’ve been too lazy to put my clothes in my laundry bag thing and I’ve let it become a mess.  Normally that thing’s sparkling clean, just like Mr. Clean’s bald head, but all my clothes are all over the floor and my trashcan is overflowing and it looks like trash.  Although I suppose the trashcan normally looks like trash.  Oh and my desk.  It looks like trash too.  But I’m too lazy to clean it off.  And to be honest, I’m really not that nervous about finals.  Except statistics.  I hate statistics.  But I feel pretty solid about everything else.

I’m definitely not saying stress is always a bad thing though.  Cause sometimes it keeps people from looking like douchebags.  Like this guy to the right.  Douchebag of the week.  This hottie was laying outside of Derek’s window for nearly four hours yesterday.  Now I’m not much for sunbathing, as can be attested to by my beautiful Edward Cullen-like pale-to-the-point-of-vampirically-shiny skin, but I can kind of understand those guys who sunbathe with the ladies and whatnot.  But this dude was just laying outside on his beach towel eating an apple.  No girls anywhere near.  Right outside our windows so all the guys could be jealous of his beautiful even tan.  Yeah whatever.  I don’t care how tan he is, he’s got nothing on me.

Anyways, I probably ought to go study now, I just felt like writing something.  Peace out gangstas.