Horrible Spanish final - over.
My academic Spanish career in general - over.
Stupid take home final that was far too long - over.
Gross Philosophy paper - dunzo!
And now for Milton, Pope, Swift, Defoe, crazy lunatic writers that write about cats, happy feminist writers, ... all those pleasant people. Only Vidya's Tylenol, Arielle's procrastination in our living room, the space heater, my newly lowered bed, and the thought of wearing dresses for the entire 2 weeks I am home with the loves of my life can sustain me.
I hate finals week.
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