Finals week is great and the worst. You feel great to be done with a semester, but are all stressed out about how your finals will go.
One of my professors can’t seem to make up his mind on how he is grading us… He’s driving me fucking insane!
Panic, stress, and tears are all the basic components of this week.
I hate how it snowed, but then it rained a little and it all melted.
I can’t wait for break. I finally get to see my brother for the first time in months this Christmas, and maybe fly back with him after Christmas for a few days!
I really just want to scream this week, and I don’t have to do nearly as much as other kids do. I can’t imagine how they must be feeling.