i either pull an all-nighter or get help from classmates in the morning... i work all afternoon to finish my CS program...
the CS program i'll probably get a good score as usual, but i didn't absorb everything from it that i should have; the math homework was rushed and i receive a C on it next week
now the CS midterm is here, and i don't recall anything from the CS program assignment because i rushed it
same for math midterm; i'm also digging myself into a hole with bad homework scores that are killing my grade
but no worries - selfjustification is your ally
don't worry sam, you can still manage a B in CS and Math, this is a top university, and you're in the toughest classes in a tough major; relax!
now the midterms are done... next midterm won't be for awhile now
you did your best
yeah sure you did your best during the exam, no shit
but you didn't do your best in the weeks before
but it's coo, man
what's in the past is in the past
let's go play some basketball!
the next day, sam walks to his class
free cookies on the table from some company advertising here
i'll grab one
i'm kinda hungry anyway,
this'll only put me back like, what 200 calories?
Sam proceeds with one or all of the following justification:
you're a growing boy
you exercise a lot
you have a 'fast metabolism'
you need to eat one once in awhile! or you'll go crazy and end up binging! this is for your own good
a few minutes later, stomach grumbles
oh man sam, you're still hungry? you gotta eat man!
fuckit let's just have another cookie i'll just skip lunch
later the day… sam receives his test back: C-
sam goes home, most likely after escaping by playing basketball
sam is hungry
sam has a shitton of hw due, and more midterms coming up
fuck fuck fuck fuck me!
here sam ignores all thinking, even skips the self-justification, and cuts to the chase
fuck it, let's watch some TV
aw you know what'd be good with this episode of tv?
some motha fuckin' snacks!
aw no snacks in my room, because fuckin' sam-when-he's-conscious doesn't buy any
no problem, i'll just go downstairs to the vending machine, good thing they take my card!
sam vending machine, trip number: 1
sam intends on buying more than 1 item,
but doesn't want to look like a fatass for people around in the lounge who might be paying attention,
sam takes advantage of the fact that you have to slide your card multiple times for the vending machine to read the card...
and slides it many times, looking frustrated that it's not accepting his card...
but he's really buying:
Pop-Tarts
Donut-holes
and a Cheese Danish
Sam finishes his purchase,
gathers all of his items at the bottom of the vending machine, stuffs them in his jacket pocket, and coolly walks away like it's no big deal; everything's okay
=== forgot to mention ===
sam always takes his jacket with him,
so he has pockets to stuff the snacks in :)
sam now goes back to his room
thankful his roommate is not home
dumps out his snacks on the table,
unpauses the episode of w/e he's watching
and devours
self-justification kicks in again you'll shit it out tomorrow morning, mr. "fast-metabolism"! it's okay man! just chew the food slowly and savor it; so you learn how to
yo man it's just one bad night
an hour has passed, but sam hasn't finished his 20 minute episode because he keeps pausing, looking for something to eat, and unpausing
more time passes
sam vending machine, trip number: 2 sam now wears the hood on his jacket for hsi second trip
all right it's only my seecond time, no trip; if anyone asks, im a hungry teenager who's up late and has no food in his dorm! if anything, i'm the victim here for having to eat this vending machine food when i'm starving! yeahhhhhh that's what i can say if someone comes up from behind and calls me a fatass
more time passes, it's now 3am
sam vending machine, trip number: 3
phew all right, enough time has passed so that anyone who was there is probably gone by now. and it's fuckin' 3 am, i'm safe fo sho
sam returns from his 3rd vending machine trip just in time to turn off the stove for his ramen, drenched in cheese with an egg thrown in, cooking gotta get that protein, man
cheese and egg are protein, bro
d/w man you gotta bulk up anyway you don't have much muscle
sam realizes his roommate might be home soon
and hustles to make sure all the wrappers of his snack are at the bottom of the trash can so his roommate doesn't see shit.
he hustles to do the dishes mad quick:
a plate with scrambled eggs and cheese,
a bowl that had pasta and cheese,
the pot with leftover ramen soup
Tomorrow, all over again…. FML.