Free at last!
Dr. Cox: Go ahead and thank what's-his-name.
Nurse: Jesus?
Dr. Cox: That's the one.
That's about how I feel right now. You see, normally right now, I'd be saying, Oh, crap, it's 2:00 in the morning and... then I would worry about how I should be asleep so that I could get up and go to class tomorrow, or how I was neglecting to do some studying or homework. But not now, baby! I finished my last final today, and that means I have a month out of school with no worries about papers or grades. Hallelujah!
Tomorrow, Kris and I both get paid, and I'm off! I already registered for classes. I'm excited about Plagues and Pestilence, which will be taught by my advisor and is about the history of disease around the world. It will be interesting, and it will count for one of my world histories (after this I only need one more). We even talked in her office about The Hot Zone and The Cobra Event. Unfortunately, I can't put off taking Practice of History anymore, even though I already know how to write a paper in a history class. I've been doing it for several years, thank you. That's what the whole class is, you know. An introduction to Tarabian (which I had to use in high school) and how to cite sources, with a big paper due at the end that you have to have an advisor for. (My plan right now is to do something on disease and get my advisor to help with that, too.)
After this semester, just two more German classes until I finish my minor. Plus, my advisor thinks that I can graduate next spring! I'm on the road.
Saw "Echoes," and it was funny and cool, of course. Poor Rodney; he had to take Drammamine before he could go down in the water in a Jumper for the third time since they arrived on Atlantis, and the second time within two consecutive episodes. I love sarcastic guys so much, it's really pathetic. The only reason that I watch Scrubs is because of Perry (Dr. Cox). I really don't like any of the other characters, except maybe the Janitor. I actually want to scratch Elliot's eyes out with a scalpel. But Dr. Cox makes everything worth it. He's just so mean. He makes me so happy. I've even been watching a little Becker recently, and he made me happy just the other day by blaming some gum he stepped in on the street on the IRS. It was beautiful.
"Impossible! It came to me in a dream. And I forgot it in another dream."
Nurse: Jesus?
Dr. Cox: That's the one.
That's about how I feel right now. You see, normally right now, I'd be saying, Oh, crap, it's 2:00 in the morning and... then I would worry about how I should be asleep so that I could get up and go to class tomorrow, or how I was neglecting to do some studying or homework. But not now, baby! I finished my last final today, and that means I have a month out of school with no worries about papers or grades. Hallelujah!
Tomorrow, Kris and I both get paid, and I'm off! I already registered for classes. I'm excited about Plagues and Pestilence, which will be taught by my advisor and is about the history of disease around the world. It will be interesting, and it will count for one of my world histories (after this I only need one more). We even talked in her office about The Hot Zone and The Cobra Event. Unfortunately, I can't put off taking Practice of History anymore, even though I already know how to write a paper in a history class. I've been doing it for several years, thank you. That's what the whole class is, you know. An introduction to Tarabian (which I had to use in high school) and how to cite sources, with a big paper due at the end that you have to have an advisor for. (My plan right now is to do something on disease and get my advisor to help with that, too.)
After this semester, just two more German classes until I finish my minor. Plus, my advisor thinks that I can graduate next spring! I'm on the road.
Saw "Echoes," and it was funny and cool, of course. Poor Rodney; he had to take Drammamine before he could go down in the water in a Jumper for the third time since they arrived on Atlantis, and the second time within two consecutive episodes. I love sarcastic guys so much, it's really pathetic. The only reason that I watch Scrubs is because of Perry (Dr. Cox). I really don't like any of the other characters, except maybe the Janitor. I actually want to scratch Elliot's eyes out with a scalpel. But Dr. Cox makes everything worth it. He's just so mean. He makes me so happy. I've even been watching a little Becker recently, and he made me happy just the other day by blaming some gum he stepped in on the street on the IRS. It was beautiful.
"Impossible! It came to me in a dream. And I forgot it in another dream."
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