
Cat Filing Its Nails
This was and is my reaction to 99% of this semester, especially when I found out that I had to do the third blog post even though Cristina, our peer mentor, said on the last day of Freshman Seminar that we did not need to complete it.
This is me in the following scenarios.
“Oh, so the semester ends next week.”
“Oh, you don’t get eight hours of sleep everyday.”
“Oh, I have to do blog post #3 now?”
“Oh, you’re going to miss me.”
“Oh, you’re pulling all-nighters to complete the midterm/final?”
“Oh, did you just ask me to get lunch from one of those food trucks from across the street?”
“Oh, we’ve met before?”
“Oh, you’re majoring in [insert any major in the Business School].”
“Oh, you’re upset because you got a B.”
“Oh, please tell me more. I’m very interested.”
“Oh, you party a lot and get crazy drunk. Tell me more.”
“Oh, I’m pretty sure you’ve already mentioned/said/discussed this before.”
“Oh, you don’t understand how I’m able to manage and maintain my social life, family life, my education, cooking for my family and friends, time with my cat, and time for myself?”
“Oh, you don’t listen to @serial?”
“Oh, you don’t like animals?”
“Oh, you don’t like coffee?”
“Oh, so you say you like coffee, but you drink Starbucks.”
“Oh, you don’t like me?”
“Oh, you think I’m mean?”
AND
“Oh, you don’t like New York?”