crap crap crap

Oops. I just spilled coffee on my desk.
That's better. Oh god, I'm sorry, I swear I'll never do the play by play again. There. Sorry, just had to get a few more drops.
So.
What a horrible situdation I'm in...
I have a final tomorrow. Astronomy. Challenging. There is a good chance I won't come out alive. This wouldn't be so problematic of course, if it weren't also my birthday.
But I'm gonna suck it up and be a champion. "Happy Birthday!! Here's a test to Fail!!!" Just what I've always wanted, for sure.
The crappy part of this situation is mostly that I was cut off from the world, sans internet connection this weekend. Stupid Easter Weekend, Stupid housing office for not employing people of other worldy religions to fix the problem, stupid professors for furnishing the website witha copy of the study guide and not the students themselves and also being in communicado except via e-mail. How did they ever survive in the days with out cell phones and computers?
Just kidding. I was productive; I read the book and made my own notes.
Which just goes to show how much we've all changed.
I consider myself lucky because while my high school days were inundated with threats of university, the whole "going to college" thing wasn't plugged as shamelessly as it is today. By that I mean, I went to high-school to learn while my sister, not more than 3 years my junior, is going to high-school so that she can go to college. We no longer study to learn, we study to pass tests and if you ask me, that is exactly what's wrong with society these days. That is why we have Harvard attendees ringing up your X-Box at Best Buy and being unable to make proper change.
Tomorrow, more specifically at 10:10 post meridian, I will turn 19. God, I'm a child. It's okay though, because it goes straight to my head when I announce my birthday to others and they respond, flabbergasted, "Really? I thought you were older." I think that's a good thing, so I'm willing to share this little fact.