Essays, reports, labs, presentations…all of them piling up right before the final exams (or in some cases midterms…if you’re lucky). All of these things popping up outta no where!
“They’re listed right here on the syllabus.”
“Page two. Here, where it says, ‘November such-and-such, Assignment Due.'”
“Aw…yah…I see it now. Yah…it’s there. It didn’t just magically appear outta thin air. But I didn’t get the outline for the assignment till last week. I barely had any time.”
“You had time to go and grab poutine.”
“And you had time to see Doctor Strange.”
“And you had time to order a pizza and play video games until midnight.”
“Yah but I–”
“You have no excuse. You just procrastinated. You put it off too long. And now, you’re stressed out.”
“Wish we could turn back tiiiiiiime…to the good old daaaaays…”
“Shut up! No singing! Sit you butt down and do your work!”
“But I’m hungry.”
“Yah…me too. Let’s go get food.”
“But…I have to do my assignment.”
“Eh…you’ve got till Thursday. There’s plenty of time!”
“Just…pull an all-nighter.”
“Last time I did that…I didn’t do so well on my assignment.”
“Do you sit around and complain all day? Jeez, I’m leaving.”
The line, “Wish we could turn back time to the good old days,” is from Stressed Out by Twenty One Pilots.
Anyway, this dialogue just sort of happened all on its own. Hope it made you chuckle a little. I have a habit of inserting song lyrics into actual conversations I have with my siblings…and myself. Since this dialogue is me talking to myself. Happens a lot…yet, why question my sanity?