Finals.
Hate 'em.
Just saying.
And I always reach this point just before finals, which commence in two days by the way, where I mentally throw up my hands and shout "If it be your will, oh Lord, take this cup away from my lips!"... mentally...
Because you just get sick of studying. There's no way all of this knowledge will fit. It's exhausting and there's WoW to be played... I mean...
After this semester, I'll have seven courses remaining. Lucky seven.
If I take two courses each semester, I'll still have four semesters to go... two years...
Fuck.
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