Finals
week is upon me as much as I tried to resist I have succumb to the utter madness
that is test taking hell, and incessant recalculations of what-if scenarios
that could make or break my grades.
Last
week I was hurriedly preparing to attend my final lecture of the year. I was
running behind owing to my last minute finishing of homework. I slapped my testosterone cream on and was midway through applying my face cream when the
horror struck. I had mixed up the two and was in the process of wiping
acne-causing man juice all over my face. It was too late. That afternoon I
sprouted penises all over my face. Not really but I did get a few shiny new
zits since my face decided to act like a teenaged boy. I can’t say I blame it.
In other
news; only five more days until I fly out to New Hampshire. I certainly hope
that I do not wind up with airport troubles like I did the last time I flew
(December 2012). I set off the scanner with my “explosive” ass and hands. I
blame Dunkin Donuts because I am pretty sure I drank their coffee that morning.
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