Diary of a Stupid Boy *Okay, maybe with slightly less than 100% updates!*

Hello, hello,
Won't you come right in?
I'd give anything just to see you again.
Hello, hello
Won't you come right in,
Step into my world
where you know you're everything
Everything I need...

- "Hello" (Sugarbomb)

Finals Week is upon us. This is the week that seperates the mice from the...People that are not of the mice-family. Now, I've been able to figure out a schedule for the rest of the week that I plan on using as a general outline of how to carry myself this coming week:

Wake Up - 8:00 AM
Shower - 8:15 AM
Get Dressed - 8:30 AM
Eat - 8:40 AM
Finals - From 10:00-3:00 PM (Depending on day)
Study - 3:30-5:00 PM
Eat - 5:00-6:00 PM
Stare at wall - 6:10-11:00 PM
Cry myself to sleep - 11:30-Whenever it is I pass out...If I pass out.

I'm going to need some help this week, I really am. If this week is anything like last time, my brain stops recording anything at around 1:34 AM Monday morning and doesn't turn back on untill shortly after 3:41 PM on Friday afternoon. Yes...Those times are exact. My brain is an odd animal...I stopped questioning it a few years back.

Back to point, however, I'm going to need some help this coming week. So, if you could be so kind, if you see a kid wearing a Japanese symbol Kent State hat staggering around the student center, looking like he just got hit by a fast-moving Geo Metro (and hey, those suckers can go. I've got much love for the Geo Metro)...Point that kid in the direction of Bowman, because chances are he has a Final to take in the building...I'd really appreciate it.

Hwyl fawr,
Colin

(P.S. If you'll look below this line, you'll see that I have installed a "Talkback" feature to my Blog. If you have something to comment on about what I've written, feel free to click the link and speak your mind. Power to the people.)