I dreamed a dream in time gone by, when grades were high and fucks worth giving. I dreamed no test would make me cry, I dreamed that curves would be forgiving. Then I was young and unprepared, and A’s were made and used and wasted. There were no extensions to be begged, no nights unslept, no effort wasted. But the finals come at last, with their laughter soft as thunder, as they tear your grades apart, as they turn your dream to shame.
to whomever wrote this
i think anyone who’s every used the internet has seen this picture at least once
#I SWEAR TO FUCKING GOD I IF I SEE THIS AGAIN ILL SHIT A BEAR #NOT ON A BEAR#NOT NEAR A BEAR #I WILL SHIT AN ACTUAL BEAR #I WILL SIT UPON THE TOILET OPEN WIDE MY ASSCHEEKS AND PRODUCE A BEAR OUT OF MY GODDAMN ASSHOLE
in class i’m used to sitting in the back and making all these smartass comments under my breath
now i’m in the front though so when our attractive instructor drops something and says ‘ah, fuck me!’ and i say ‘maybe later’ he hEARS ME AND LAUGHS GODFUCKING FUCK
the saga continues today in physics when our instructor asks ‘and how fast does light travel?’ and i whisper ‘hella’ and the kid next to me fucking loses it