Below is a string of messages between one of my classmates and I. In fairness the AC was broke and I'm quite certain the room was at least 150 degrees, surely this had to have something to do with our delirium?
| Tara: enlgish? chicky made me sleeeppyyy if my head hits the desk, pls wake me up yea sweating bullets here. Tara: this sucks Tara: its so hot in here i am dying Tara: pretty sure i just fell asleep sitting up and snorted myself awake Jeaven: old school move Tara: ridiculous Tara: i hate you Jeaven: can u send me spreadsheet when class is over? I need to review my temp really got high after that email Whooohaaooooaaaa Tara: 15 mins i hope she lets us PRAC folks go. this is unreal Jeaven: I had to eat all the M&M's your poured on my notes in order to turn the page........this has only made me more unstable......but I have also realized M&M's are far more enjoyable when served warm......the chocolate seems to be of almost Belgian quality......back to meditating on the pyramids now........PS...the backs of my hands are even sweating.....what does that mean??? still here. ticking away. tick. tock. tick tock. tick tock. |
