Thursday, December 18, 2008

やった!

YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS....

Our Entrepreneurship presentation is FINALLY over.

NO MORE DREAMS ABOUT THE HORRIBLE FINANCIAL REPORTS.
NO MORE STAYING UP TILL 4AM TO EDIT LESS THAN PERFECT REPORTS (it's not that I'm a perfectionist or something. The rest of the group members thought it wasn't a good piece of work either. PP was so annoyed by it she wanted to give him very very few points)
NO MORE PANIC ATTACKS WHEN THE FINANCIAL CHANGE SUDDENLY.
NO MORE PANIC EMAILS, "HOW HOW HOW HOW HOWWWWWWWWWWW?"
NO MORE DEALING WITH PUSHY AMERICANS FOR GROUP PROJECTS
NO PROJECT WORK FOR THE REST OF THE YEAR (however short it is)
NO MORE EXAMS FOR THE REST OF THIS YEAR TOO

YES, YES, YES, YES!!! IT'S FINALLY OVER.

*change of tone*

No more Japanese lessons with Orrin, Michele, Lucia, Kristina, Maiya, Sebastian, Xochil, Matt, Gustav, Andrew, Finley and of course, Naito Sensei and Sakihabara Sensei
No more enjoyable afternoon classes (except business classes. I so hate business classes)
No more slacking in the lounge and hanging out with Alex, Wadey and the rest and trying to actually read my readings for class.
No more seeing Amy, Ashley, Robbie, Becca for our weekly coffee/tea breaks
No more walking into the computer lab and knowing exactly (well, almost exactly) where Daryn's sitting.
No more climbing up 4 levels of staircases, or wondering why the person took the elevator when he just needs to go to the 2nd floor.
No more walking from Gotenyama station to school and worrying for my safety (the walk is enjoyable, just not the... worrisome part)
No more delicious curry rice
No more 150yen udon/soba
No more HUGE onigiris
No more thinking, "School (computer lab) is the only warm place in Japan"

There were plenty of things I didn't look forward to in school, but, I loved school anyways.

Sighs, goodbye school!!

*Reminds self: remember to collect certificate of completion from school, and collect 10,000 yen deposit.

***

SOMEONE STOP ME FROM BUYING MANGA. *($#(%)$*()%# I BOUGHT ANOTHER 10.

OMG.

STOP MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE. MY LUGGAGEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE...

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