First of all, Imaginaries, I have started a new blog. Don’t worry, this one will remain active, too, so you can continue to loiter about in that little imaginary way that you do. Anyway, here is the link. http://www.sticksports.com/blogs/redexpress9/ Also, while there, play yourself a game of Stick Cricket. But only if you have healthy amounts of time to devote to it, because it is addicting as hell. Seriously. I’ve been trying to beat Scotland for about a week now. I get on such a promising run, then that damned slow bowler, that damned spinner! Fast in-swing? Get that out of here, I hit sixes off that all day! But that damned slow bowler… Oh, right, sorry…I was just…you know…yeah…
Alright. Now. On to the Russian exam It.
I see you, Imaginaries. I see you itching to ask how It went. Don’t. You are all important to me, I don’t want you to abandon me because I cursed you left and right for asking about It. It went poorly. It went as badly as it could have gone. It made me want to tear my hear out. It made me want to cry. It made me want to be in high school again. Let me repeat that: It made me want to be in high school again. Take that in, Imaginaries.
But you know what? It’s over. My hardest class of the semester is over and it is smooth sailing from here. All downhill, in the good way. Sure, my grade probably took a dive from an A to a C- in a matter of hours, but it’s over. I get to sleep in tomorrow, laze about and write a bit of a paper while everyone else takes their exams. I get good food Friday at my favorite restaurant and I get to go home Saturday. So through all the bad today, things are looking up. And you know…I think I’ll end on that for the night. Goodnight, Imaginaries, enjoy your Thursdays.
