I’m finished.

I have worked my fingers to the bone for the past two weeks trying to finish all of these assignments. I had 1 long analysis for one course, a review for a second course, and five decent-length papers for one class. I hate the class. I hate the professor. I, like most of the other students in this class, don’t know what I’m doing. 

I’ve stayed up until 5 every morning trying to finish this crap, and here I am, the day before they’re due and I have yet to complete 2 of the papers. 

I’m done. 

I have had 8:30 exams every morning this week, and every evening I’ve been up until sunrise writing. My stomach hurts so much from lack of sleep, I can barely walk across campus without getting winded, there’s a ringing in my ears, and my right eye has been hurting so much all day that it feels like it’s just going to pop out. 

It’s not worth an A.

Donc, va te faire foutre, Dr. B.