Things I thought about during my flight

My flight attendant looks like Steve and I so desperately want to ask him if he’s an appliance and demand the curtain be open because it’s the 90’s and its part of our civil rights.
My weird Asian coke tastes weird.
Charlie is boring to travel with.
Why doesn’t this plane have Wi-Fi?
Frankenweenie is a weird movie.
I really wish I hadn’t forgotten my headphones.
This airline is sucky compared to the last one we travelled on.
It is nearly impossible to type on a kindle fire without wanting to shoot yourself.
Charles is a big fat know it all.
This plane is freezing.
Charlie is being emo. But it’s kind of entertaining.


Why Finals are Counterproductive

Final Exams.

Probably one of the stupidest things that exist in life. It’s sadistic, and stupid.

As college students we need to look at why these damned things even exist. A whole week exists in our lives where we are forced to study, stay up all night, stress out, rely on enormous amounts of caffeine, and unfortunately for some, stoop to the level of taking perscription drugs in order to concentrate or get things done.

And what do final exams teach us? Nothing.

They teach us that our grades define who we are. They teach us that we need to cram our heads with temporary information to get a mark that defines who we are for the rest of our lives.

We are not defined by our grades. We are not a number. When our time comes to go to heaven, we are not let in based on whether or not we got an A on our Economics final or not. God isn’t going to say that we’re not “allowed” in heaven because we didn’t do well on a final exam.

So all I have to say is, EFFFF Finals!