So, props to Mandapoo for creating this new term: Lucimarfied. I love it, and i'm sure Omeow will love it too. It's spicy, funny, original, and completely TRUE. because once you go lucimar, dirty thoughts won't be very far... LOVE IT! <3 one: cornell is a rapist of grades and souls. and usually i joke about being raped (i know i know, i'm sorry to be politically incorrect) but when it comes to my future being in danger of going down the drain because cornell thinks grade inflation is as necessary as a tree trunk in my ass, it IS NECESSARY. not the tree trunk part (unless i was like elastigirl...) but the grade inflation... there are geniuses at cornell. and i'm not one of them. can't they be merciful to a little, innocent college girl's dreams of actually becoming successful and not failing out of college to flip burgers at mcdonalds?!?! apparently not. although the fact that i'm little or innocent is completely false, it nevertheless is part of my argument damnit. (and if this doesn't make sense, i'm blaming it on the lateness of the day/night)
two: the fact that i don't have a car there. i love driving. whether it's going to the grocery store or to the mall or picking up hookers on the street corner (not really, guys. the dollar bills i ask for at the cash registers are to donate to the salvation army!!!) driving gives me a sense of power and pleasure. over there, i have no carrrrr *cries* and therefore must wait out in the freezing cold for a bus that's always at least 20 min late and then waste precious hours of my day when i'm supposed to be studying. or watching movies. or doing anything but studying. but i suppose that's what being a poor, broke college student is all about. being powerless and basically a pawn in a game of chess between the "College administration of evil money-hogging professors and secretaries and clerks that don't give a damn whether you learn or not" and "Society's stupid rule of graduating from a good college in order to be productive in life". Ay.
three: cooking. i love cooking, especially baking, but when i have time to not look at the clock every 2 seconds because i'm supposed to be studying for a prelim, midterm, or final. AND write five papers. at home, cooking and dishes are done by daddy-o, and when i cook it's special. at other times, he cooks delicious healthy DELICIOUS things that i cannot cook (after all, he's had decades more of experience than i have) and all i need to do is eat and then put the plates/bowls in the sink. ah, the life of an offspring.
Oh, and another reason. I have much time to go to the gym, and ogle all the meat there. staring is caring! but while at cornell, i doubt i'll have much time for staring at my "fun reads" much less staring at sexy mature men who work out and are sexy.
*sigh*
the things we do to insure we won't end up as hobos.
and even then, we still might.
but i'm sure being lucimarfied shall help in job-seeking. as hookers or escorts or strippers and such.
every job has their "perks" (i'm so punny)
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