Paul's Blog
Floating in cyberspace, you see the words "Rubbish Bin #3" hanging in neon purple letters. They melt and reform constantly.
There is a penguin here, walking around on the ice.
There is a pile of linguistic drivel on the floor.
Obvious Exits: North, East, Up, Panic

01 May 2006

Well, then

I appear to be back home. And I already want to cry over how slow dial-up is. *shakes fist at modem*

And since I have multiple people up in arms over my most recent cliffhanger, I'll quickly say that yes, I missed the written portion of my Japanese final, and yes, that's how it's staying. Next!

When was the last time, by the way, you saw a little kid who qualified as "burnt out"? Practically everyone on my dorm floor qualified in some way after finals, and I know I am, but little kids seem to just get a night of sleep and they can run around screaming the next day. Even junior high kids still seem just fine. At what point do we start losing our vitalilty and pick up the ability to actually be drained for an extended period of time? Stupid high school years.

Okay, that's all I have for now. Bwahaha. Ha. Haaaaa. !

~Paul

2 comments:

Emmett said...

Since when does a little kid have to learn Calculus & Japanese, read and understand "The Waste Land" and write huge papers- all in a short period of time? Most little kids don't have enough stress to burn out- but those who do have stress (i.e. kids whose parents try to force to be supergeniuses) do burn out.

Maren said...

hello...sorry about your internet conncection...kinda.