And so ends an epoch. Classes are finished and all that’s left is some silly bits of academia called finals. Oh hurrah.... Perhaps if I call in sick they'll have pity and let me go home without taking any finals... I wonder if they would believe me if I told them I had brain cancer. Seriously, how big of an asshole do you have to be to tell someone with brain cancer that they need still need to take final exams. A mighty big asshole, that’s what they'd have to be...
This year has been such an epic event that I can't believe how lucky I am to be studying what I love to do-- as hard as it gets sometimes its still oh so worth the squeeze.
After all, whatever doesn't kill us will make us oh so much stronger.
OH! The new Arcade Fire album is brilliant and has been at my side through the last two weeks. Oh sweet sweet Neon Bible, you'll be my summer songs you will, yes.
Peace and good fortune to everyone during finals.
Don't set to to many fires,
and may you get away with all your sins,
you sticky demons you.