...and so it begins...

You knowe you absolutly rock when its 4am, with a full moon, a day before the first wave of finals, and you've upstairs watching a movie when you realize, "Oh shit!! It's tiiimee" So you run outside, grabing the two worst test grades you've gotten all year, a bunch of your closest friends and thier grades, and commence to make a scarifice. Thats' right. God's of Partial Credit, hear our prayers, see our lovely pile of ash and reign down your magic. We made an alter and sang hyms, gave our grades the finger simultameously, and annointed outselves with "A"'s on our foreheads all sacreligiohusly. We are the coolest, and most favored finals takers, hands down. I will make sweet sweet love to these exams, and in return, I expect a beautiful orgasm of A's splashing onto my transcript. Bring 'em on, bitch!