So apparently, finishing all of my classes isn't enough of a "IMMA GET ME THE HELL ON OUTTA HERE" hint for Queens College. I had to fill out an Intent to Graduate Form.
Of course, today was the last day to do so.
Of course I didn't realize this until I got the email at 5:00PM on my Crackberry.
Hilarity ensued. As did prolific use of the "woobie face," the quick-like-the-bunny walk, and repeating fast tempo songs on Shiny the iPod. All combining together to leave me unpleasantly exhausted over a slip of paper no bigger than my pay stub.
But rest assured that come June I will be "an idiot with a degree." All is right with the world.
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