May 25, 2015

It was the last Tuesday of the school year and I was relieved that I had made it. I quickly found out however that we were assigned one more paper and final exam for Hum and that the last paper was due tomorrow. Everyone was already on the quad and the tables were set out for those that were graduating. I looked at the topics I had in the hallway and saw an option was to create a video. For some reason I thought that would be a good idea even though I had no time to do anything. I asked someone next to me what they were writing on and they told me they planned to discuss how filial love was expressed differently in Japanese families based on their own experiences at home.

There was cup of mechanical pencils set in front of me. They seemed to be of rather low quality as I picked up one with red and blue plastic. I started to sort the pencils by grouping the similar ones next to each other until I caught myself putting off my paper. I remembered the second final was also on Friday. I excused myself from the group sitting in front of the television and ran off.

I got an e-mail from the bookstore requesting that I return my physics workbook. Apparently it was mostly a book filled with bad jokes and puns and I was wondering why we weren’t able to keep it.

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[[I really wish I would stop dreaming about academic related stress]]