thuis comes the end of another hellish chapter in my school history. i only have a few left, and it only happens 3 times a quarter. three hard stress times in 3 months? that’s not a bad ratio at all. nolw i get at least a few days to kick back with some good brew, and some good buds. this is all i’m asking for when i do all this work. straight chillin’ is what i’m striving for at this point in my college career.
i finally met someone in biochemistry that can relate with me in the rediculousness of our major. it’s difficult sure, but just as difficult as anyother major. you gotta memorize rediculous amounts of inane knowledge and then try and integrate it so that you can use the information you have to figure out problems with similar situations. all these educations are the same, they’re all just focused in different fields. damn, that was pretty deep (not really, i’m being sarcastic. but anyways, we both were wondering why we’re doing this shit. we’re both chill motherfuckers who don’t really care a whole lot about anything they’re doing, and yet we’re subjecting ourselves to the rediculous major of biochemistry. we both realized it eventually reached the point of just doing it to prove i could do it. i wanted to do something challenging to myself, and i found it. i’ll get through this now because it’s time to finish it. time to get this bitch out of the way and go do something else. hell, my new bud just plays poker all the time, and it’s probably what he’ll end up doing for the a while after this.
that would be pretty rad.
brewmaster is sounding more ad more appealing.