Finals...Finally

School is finallyover....for the next seven weeks at least. So I found this awesome program that is borderline creepy that takes picture of you randomly on your webcam (you set the times for it to take picture then it does) yeah, kinda creepy, but i thought it would be amusing to watch myself die of bordem and frustration during finals week.

This set is particularly awesome because these picture were 15 minutes apart and so perfectly describe my interest in money managment. Let dig deeper shall we.

1st the mangled bangs...those bangs only come our on test days, its a nervous habit i pull my bangs when im thinking so no matter how well i styled them in the morning, by the end of the day they are flatstringy and hanging directly down the front of my face...thanks body for developing such an attractive coping mechanism.

Next, if you'll look up in the right hand corner of the picture you'll see a large Dr. Pepper from Taco bell, this symbol speaks louder than you think. This symbol tells you of the depravity of my poor husband, because during finals week...there is no cooking from this girl (and if i you don't know about chads inability to cook....CHAD CAN NOT COOK....i just wanna be really clear about that), thus the tacobell. Also you know i am doing math when I have a Dr Pepper (or a deeter peter as my mother so freakishly insists upon saying it). For some reason no matter how many pills i pop, DP is the only cure for a "math" headaches.(

And lastly, you'll notice my mouth has been skillfully cropped out of all of these photos. (Spoiler alert, I'm revealing too much info) I get crazy stress acne! I said it, hello readers. I had three presentations this week and at each one I felt like it was rude of me not to introduce my massive growth protruding from my chin, its like a separate entity. (you can feel bad for me, I accept pity openly)

Its over though, the worst semester I've ever had is finally over and now my body will go into hibernation mode til Sunday and I can resume life.

Kids (because i still pretend they'll read this someday) I'm doing this for you.....well kinda for me, but mostly for you so tell your friends how cool your mom is....and psychologically discard the part about stress acne, thats gross.