pfa*

right now, i should be studying for the final i have at 3. the operative word in that last sentence is "should." i am not studying for the final i have at 3, at least not at the moment. bear in mind that i have studied and that i probably will study before i have to leave the apartment to go take the goddamn test, but right this instant, i am silently boycotting being tested for a class in which i don't feel i've learned anything worthy of testing. true, i've learned a little and have definitely concocted ways to use this new insight to change things in my own life, but i really don't feel like i've been given enough information to warrant a final. thus, my plan is to sit around and wait for it to happen and see how well i can do. this isn't about how lazy i am (although i definitely am lazy), because i'm really excited to take my other finals. this particular case is one of my terribly ill-advised protests that, in the end, don't get any point across except that i'm not allowed to shop at kohl's or eat at mcdonalds or get an A in a class that should pretty easy. i recognize this. however, it's finals week of spring quarter and i shouldn't be expected to care.


*this is a new disease, discovered by andy, that joins the ranks of such gems as "pma, post-midterm apathy." this new ailment is "pre-final apathy," and i'm currently contagious.