You know the old adage about how in college, of academics, fun, and sleep, you can only have two of the three? Well, that's an absolute lie. Definitely spent my weekend (and will continue the rest of my week) on academics and academics alone. And I'm pretty sure my grades will actually suffer as a result of this weekend and not be made higher. Last night, between Leash, Lauren, Vita-K, Matt, Mac, and I, we totaled nine hours of sleep. Lauren, Vita-K, and I were the winners, with three hours apiece, while Matt, Mac, and Lauren had none at all.
Then today, spent a good twenty minutes looking for my copy of Where I Was From. The irony that I did not know where Where I Was From was was completely lost on me.
And for all those hours poured into academics (not because I choose to, but because I have no choice), sometimes, I don't think I'm getting my bang for my huge bucks.
Consider these words of wisdom from my professors:
Band Man (board notes): Liberalization = Pregnancy.
Anal Chem Prof: Asymmetrical breathing is pretty hard to do.
The Page: Otherwise, the revolving door doesn't work, like Filene's Basement.
Walty: You could also bring a bag of sandwiches and Sean and I will explain to you the intricate differences between hoagies and grinders.
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