Omg. I hate finals. HATE. HATE. HATE.
)Yea, that's the kind of mood I am in today.
Why do professors insist on making every project/assignment/paper due at the END of the semester? And what did I do all semester to put off all of this nonsense? And WTF was I thinking when I decided I could accomplish all of this in 48 hours? And why did I think The Voice, doing dishes, doing laundry, walking the dog, calling my grandmothers, sleeping, and eating were more important than getting this work done?
ahem...maybe because they are
This time tomorrow, I will be finished and in a stress-free coma sleep.