I iz tiiired. I dunt wanna do mah humwurk!

[ladymirth]

One final exam down, three finals, three project reports and a poster to go.

Christmas? The world still has Christmas  in it? 

Well, in that case...

Dear Santa,
I have no idea whether I've been naughty or nice this year. I have no idea what I was doing last Monday, let alone last month. However, if I'm still on your "nice" list, I am submitting my Christmas wish list for your consideration:

1. Not having to sleep on alternate nights anymore
2. More than four hours of sleep a night. 
3. Time to wash my hair.
4. Never having to worry about short run equilibrium of a perfectly competitive market.
5. Never having to read another article about Female Genital Cutting. (WHAT on earth possessed me to pick that for my Cultural Anthropology research topic... No wonder I'm numb to it all now.)
6. Minimal contact with stupid business majors who have not yet figured out the importance of project proposals. 
7. No more Art History. I don't care what Art. After two semesters of the damn subject, I am sick to death of it all. Color me a Philistine. 
8. No more jackass, sexist, lewd, egotistical instructors with atrocious English. 
9. More money. A lot more money. I NEED MONEY, DAMNIT.
10. More frequent updates on the Batman fanfic, Home Front, to which I am pathetically addicted.
11. More good Batman fanfic.
12. A day at the beauty parlor. 
13. Chocolates and ice coffee.  

Any, if not all of the above would be much appreciated.
Terminally yours,
Le  Fool Undergrad. 

P.S: If anyone is wondering whether their LJ comments, messages and emails have disappeared into a black hole where my inbox should be, fear not. My email works. I will get back to you guys  on the other side of finals. 
 

Comments

[ladymirth.livejournal.com]

Thanks, Haya. I think I've come out of it in one piece. =P

Oh, yummy Bruce Bale icon! *slurp*