Me neither!
That is because more than anything microeconomics sucks your soul, very dementor-esque, from your body.
Good news: my soul has been fully restored today. Via disney movie clips on youtube. I feel whole again.
Finals suck, their supposed to... so no I was not surprised when I started my final this morning and instantly felt like I lost all knowledge I had learned. It was like a cartoon moment for me, I could see the numbers and letters escaping my brain and coming out of my ears. In the middle of the test, when I thought I would go insane from the lack of a soul, I look down at my hand and you know what was staring back at me? My bright red nails*. They made me realize I was a fierce, strong, intelligent woman (with an amazing sense for nail color.) I pushed forward, knowing my red nails would be there for me when I finished, ready to take on the next challenge.
*But I did keep in mind that if I failed this final, and proved to be a complete idiot, I could also use these red nails to attract a rich, handsome man and then get married and not worry about microeconomics. I love that I always have that option.
Alas, it remains that my brain is perfectly capable of being intelligent and I will continue on with my male-attracting red nails and then blow them all away with my knowledge of microeconomics. I will leave you all with a nice little picture of the notes I was allowed to bring in with me to the final. Its a real piece of art, like Picasso, or someone else who made famous, beautiful art. Thats not really relevant.
OH and I forgot about this:
Kidney's for sale? Yes, let us study the economic aspects of selling body parts...
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