To all the Samson Occoms and Elizabeth Ashbridges out there...

I hate you. I hope you burn and/or rot in hell. I hope your soul remains in perpetual torment in whatever you consider the afterlife and that you're forced to write hour long history exams every hour. And if you're not religious and the above doesn't apply to you, I hope you die. And before you do, please, for the love of George W. Bush, don't write a memoir and/or autobiography.

That said, the history test wasn't so bad. It was actually pretty good because I was (at least I think I was) pretty well prepared. They just HAD to ask the Ashbridge question didn't they?

On the bright side, now that that's done with, I can focus on more immediate concerns. Namely, catching up on sleep I haven't missed (you read that right) and general laziness while studying for Calculus and Government tests on Tuesday. Yeah, two midterms on the same day. What could be better than trying to find the Taylor series of a given function and checking for convergence of random improper integrals while talking about blocked Senate confirmations, filibusters, and how backward the Texas judicial system is?


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