1. I pretend doing homework is badass to make it easier.

    Midnight after Halloween and I’m finally starting on my sociology homework due in 9 hours. Cue “Remember the name” by Fort Minor and a dissertation on the movie 8 mile. Gonna nail this thing. 4.0 or Go Home. 

     


  2. I love how smart sociology makes me sound. I like seriously just wrote two papers called “Isomorphism and Capitalistic Culture” and “Broken Windows Theory of Deviance and Institutional Racism.” Guys I’m like Van Gogh but smart or something. 

    GO COLLEGE!

     


  3. FINALLY. SUMMER. YOU BEAUTIFUL CREATURE.

    Finally completed my dang sociology final with an hour to spare. It was basically ten prompts, half of which were about global crime and drug trafficking, the other half about sustainability and urbanization. He asked for one paragraph per prompt, minimum. I wrote him a five page paper with a million cited sources. Did the calculations, and I can get an 80% on it and still have a 4.0. I think, though, that each prompt is worth five points and it’s all-or-nothing if you get it; if I miss a specific detail on one, instead of knocking me one point off out five, he knocks off all five. So, basically, I could get one or two of the prompts wrong. :S BUT STILL. THERE’S A CHANCE I HAVE A 4.0 IN ALL MY CLASSES NOW. 

    AND MORE IMPORTANTLY, SUMMER IS HERE. WOOHOOOOOO!!!!! :D 

    Tomorrow I just have to drop off my books at the university as well as my signed slip from my abnormal psych professor acknowledging that I did a bunch of extra work for him, as well as a paper detailing the work I performed, and I’m done for this quarter with two 4.0s and departmental honors for my work in abnormal psychology. I then get to go to the bank, drop off $50, get coffee and Subway with my Mom, then go buy my brand new flat screen for dorm life. 

    Omg. Life. I love you. Why are you so perfect all of a sudden. Don’t stop it. I love you. 

     


  4. Explaining my situation via Buffy gifs.

    Need to work on my damn sociology final. I keep putting it off constantly. It was due yesterday at midnight but he said he wouldn’t dock us if we did it by the end of today. :I

    This is the only thing standing between me and a 4.0 in Social Problems. WORK, ZACH. DO IT. CONCENTRATE.

    ….

    …I wonder if we have any snacks. Social problems? Who needs to study that? 

     

  5. Ugh why is my sociology class so hard.

     


  6. Welcome to my mind.

    I just had the weirdest dream that myself and two of my best friends went to a strip mall to hang out, and we parked ourselves outside a pet store and just started barking and howling and yelling that we’re gonna go in there and steal all their dog biscuits. 

    Then, once we went in, I fell madly in love with a rainbow-colored fishing line made out of yarn with a gigantic, foot long fake crab as its bobber that was hung up on a wall. I then decided we all needed to go fishing and they quickly agreed with me until my gay rival walked into the store. I turned to him, squinted my eyes, and then the Buffy The Vampire Slayer theme song played over the speakers of the store and my friends and I went into a frenzied dance that ended with me waking up and realizing it’s raining and I forgot to take my sociology quiz.

    … What just happened. 

     


  7. Quick question.

    So, how many people would be willing to read a weekly article about some new type of issue? I was reading my psych book last night regarding anorexia and bulimia, and I think it’d be interesting to try and do a weekly post on different disorders and stuff, and how to get help for people who have them. 

    It could even extend past mental disorders to social problems as well, such as things wrong with the educational system, sex ed, laws, etc. 

    Thoughts?

     


  8. SUCCESS.

    So, I totally aced my abnormal psych exam this morning, guaranteed. There’s no way I got anything less than a 63/65, and I’m sure I did even better than that. And now I just got 20/20 on my social problems exam when the average score was 12. The last five hours of studying totally paid off; that was a pain in the ass, but I’M FREEEEEE! I’M FINALLY FREE! THE WEEKEND IS HERE! Hug me, brothah! 

     


  9. You know you were reading your sociology book way too close to bedtime when you have a dream Adam Smith and Karl Marx were singing “Bass down low” to you.

    Not even sure what to say. I need to read way earlier in the day, apparently, especially since I also had a dream Karl Marx tried to steal all my blankets. 

     


  10. First day of spring quarter - my teachers probably already think I’m weird.

    Oh my Gosh, you guys. Ohhhhhh my goshhh. This quarter is going to be AMAZING.

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