... but I felt a sudden urgent.... urge... to uh.... blog. I guess.
A loooooooooong time ago, like, three or four months ago, I wrote a quiz for a class I had been to one class of (due to enrollment complications). This class didn't have a textbook.
The professor wrote the quiz on the board. I stared at the questions being like, "Ummmm,... excuse me?" and I attempted a few half-hearted answers on a topic I had had nothing more than a very basic introduction to.
After my very sad attempt at answering the questions, I had twenty minutes to kill before the quiz time was over. So, in my exam booklet, I drew a unicorn.
(Tomorrow when I'm sober I'll scan it in, if I can find it)
I got a zero on that quiz.
I bombed so bad on that quiz that I gave up and drew a unicorn. It doesn't have to be a unicorn - I have certainly doodled fairies and elephants before. But, from now on, this is called "unicorn bombing."