Sorry to pollute your dashboard with another annoying post complaining about finals, but here’s another annoying post of me complaining about finals.
I just finished 4 finals in a row, you can’t see with this filter but my face is actually melting, I don’t know how I feel about either, I don’t know if I am capable of feeling anything anymore for that matter, I should go pack, what is this and where am I, one more final tomorrow morning, I trust that my brain will fully function on autopilot because I think I have checked out.
Have I met the quota for the number of times I can type out and read the word “finals” before I go fucking crazy? No? Ok. Finals, finals, finals, finals, finals, finals, finals. Finals, finals, finals. Finals, finals. Finals, finals, finals, finals, finals, finals. Finals, finals, finals, finals, finals. Finals, finals, finals, finals, finals. Finals, finals, finals. Finals, finals. Finals. Finals. Finals.
