Screaming Bean |
Tuesday, May 24, 2005
Oh the Statute of Limitations is longer than my arm...how do I keep them all from harm....yeah, I sing to myself, what's it to you? New word on the street is that if you aren't going to graduate, you're supposed to get a phone call from one of the deans. So everyone is praying that they don't get a phone call this week. I left myself a small cushion, since I took 13 credits and only need 10 to graduate, but it's like waiting for the grim reaper. Supposedly one of the Deans made an appearance in the PMBR room, and it's a wonder people didn't die of heartattacks. My friend was approached only to be asked how to pronounce his name. I say that's an excellent sign. Me, I'm sweating it out in the library waiting for the phone call I hope never comes. Hurry up with Saturday already!
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