I would like to give the middle finger to any caroler who would possibly suggest that right now was "the Most Wonderful Time of the Year." This is, without a doubt, the time of year when my life hits rock bottom.
I don't have any time to dwell on the negative, both because it is counterproductive and that I literally just don't have time. I've got a final in 10 hours that I am in no way ready for. The possibility of having to retake this class is feeling just a little to real at this point.
I am a victim of my own study habits, so I have little right to complain about my impending doom. Enough with the dramatics. Back to the books. For those of you sleeping tonight, have a great slumber!