Thursday, December 18, 2008

I hate snakes, Jock. I hate 'em.

So I stayed at school super late last night because I wanted to get as many grades in as I could so I’m not caught in all the insanity on the last day of the semester. It was so late that as I was leaving that big hall gate thingy was coming down, and I had to dive under it, a la Indiana Jones style. I must admit though it wasn’t necessary. The gate was moving quite slow. I even waited for it to lower more before I dove under. Plus, I have a key.

What can I say? There are times when I have to make this job more glamorous than it is.

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