A Day of Doom has Come and Gone

It is not uncommon on Wednesdays (art criticism days) to come up to the MFA painting hallway and find about a third if not half of the class discussing the readings and preparing for Art Criticism. Well, yesterday was our final exam for this class. Lesser classes were skipped in favor of being part of this community and panicing together instead of by ourselves. All I can say is that oranges were stabbed and snowflakes were made, and then we went to take the test. It wasn't nearly as bad as imagined; I am pleased with how I did, whether Dr. Partridge will be is up for debate. Oh and the blogtard beast finally figured out how to add links!