Finals.
During this time, students start to adopt unusual sleep patterns, eating habits and grooming skills (or lack thereof).
Though I have made it through my university career without pulling the well-known "all-nighter" I may as well have, as comments like "Wow. You look tired. REeeeally tired" were directed toward me all week.
The last one who made this comment to me was responded with a blatant retort:
"Bitch."
Sometimes a tactless comment can only be combatted with a tactless comeback.
Today I went to school early to study which meant that I had skipped the flat iron + makeup routine and threw on the exam gear. (a.k.a. fat pants)
In an effort to avoid the "you look so tired" comments (seriously....there's never an appropriate time or reason to utter that comment. It's just plain rude!) I decided to study in the ghost section of UTM where there are no other students. I had almost made it there without running into anyone I knew....UNTIL I passed the vending machines, and saw a classmate who I under normal circumstances usually end up talking to so much that we eventually go for coffee or eat together. He was in the middle of talking to someone else, so i pulled the pretend-to-be-searching-for-something-in-your-purse move and walked by really quickly in an effort to avoid eye-contact and uncomfortable conversation on my part becuase of my conscious awareness of feeling hideous.
Thankfully it worked. Then on my way through the greenery, I saw a girl eating applesauce out of an economy-sized jar.
Ahh... exam time. I'll miss it dearly.
right.
Thursday, April 07, 2005
It's that time of year.
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