Manda

So, they crept up on me.  FINALS NEXT WEEK, WHUT?!  *runs screaming and hides in hole*

I only have four, but two of them are comprehensive. D:  Oh school, how you slay me.  And the cherry on top?  My Literature Professor has decided to let us write our own exam..

......

It sounds like a trap.  <_<;; 
It also doesn't help that Greg is gone for TWO FREAKIN' WEEKS at a job in San Antonio.  *sniffle and whines*

So I shall be stressed and whiny.  BEWARE!  I can't wait for next week to be over.

Ja~
Mandachan~