As some of you know, I blogged quite frequently last semester during Humans vs Zombies, a giant game of tag where the risks include death (by zombie hordes). If you would like more information about the game, I recommend you check my intro post about it here.
Unfortunately, I have to tell you that I am not participating this semester, even though I’d like to. My stress level is through the roof because of exams, getting my Quidditch team together (shit you not), and general university things. So I ended up deciding to bow out.
Trust me, I wish I was playing (even though I’d be kicking myself). Every time I see a human running around, I feel a surge of hope for them. Of course, it’s dashed when I see a zombie running behind him, but nonetheless. I ended up walking to the student union building (SUB) today, and a group of three guys were walking across the campus. One had the arm band of a human, and I quietly walked beside his group to shelter him from the eyes of a nearby zombie. We ended up talking afterwards, and it made me feel like I was playing a little bit. Truthfully, I always feel like I’m playing; I get nervous when I see girls with big headbands, thinking they’ll be zombies, and every time I see my friend Blaine (who wears a bandana each day to keep back his hair), I inform him that he is a zombie. It’s honestly something I’ll probably do for the rest of my life.
This game has made me overly paranoid and stressed at the sight of cloth. Erg…
Speaking of some of the stressors that kept me from playing, I had a physics exam today that I spent the entire morning studying for (I even missed my sensation and perception class so that I could study physics and German). When my physics teacher gave out the exam, he said two things:
“If you don’t put your name on the paper, I’ll take three points away instead of two. INFLATION!”
Then he walked across the room to start handing out each exam, and before giving it to the first person, he said:
“RELEASE THE KRACKEN!”
Okay, okay, fine. Maybe I don’t regret taking this class, if only for that. But I will regret the B grade that I will get, which will lower my GPA. Oh well, such is life.
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