Episode 3: Finals (or: Them things what was kills us...)

So, every man, woman, and child (talking to you, here, Aaron...) here at Drake is either stressing over or studying for finals. Not me, though. No, me, Skyler Bartels... I'm just wishing they were over. I've stressed about classes this semester, I've worried my pants off (in public, which is not a good idea and gets you a spot on the Security Report) about tests, and worshiped Dark Lords in hopes of getting passing grades.

At this point all I can really do is sit back and let everything happen as it happens.

I have a test in my Comp Sci class coming up tomorrow which should be beyond thrilling. I'm excited for it, because it's going to be a chance for me to show the prof that "yeah, hey... I wasn't the best student this semester, but see? SEE! I cared enough to work my rear-end off (a serious medical problem, and costs quite a penny in hospital bills) to pass this test."

Then Wednesday I have a chit-chat sit-down with my advisor about a script that my older brother and I wrote at the start of the semester. Yeah, a full movie script. We cranked it out in about a week and a half and stayed true to our vision. I can't wait for her to tell me it was trash.

So, as you can see... Nothing to really worry about, anymore. I'll be fine, since I've done all the work I can to prepare for this week. Best to relax and take it easy, because before I know it, I'll be home sipping hot chocolate out of a large mug that has been used to make Root Beer Floats so often that everything that is put in it comes out tasting like Root Beer floats, and I'll be sitting in front of a fire singing carols and tearing into presents on a snowy Christmas morning.



...cept I've got this nasty sonuvagun Psych test that I'm crying about. Right now. Seriously, I can barely see through the tears.

I'm so dead.
-Skyler



And, because it was demanded by... uh, no one?

The Aaron Jaco "weekly" submission:
Name: Aaron W. Jaco.
Rank: Grandmaster, Necromancy
Dancing days are here again, and I’m just fumbling around looking awkward.
Finals aren’t killing us, we’re killing ourselves.
DOPPELGANGER!
Have you ever heard of a band called The Black Keys?
This has been Aaron Jaco, standing in for Skyler Bartels.