in one short week, i'll be taking finals. i'm not worried...yet. i'm sure things are about to get ugly, and yet i'm sure that it will all get done, the tests will come and go, and i'll still be here, staring down my next 35-credit trimester. it's truly unbelievable what you can do when you decide that you have to, and that there is no other option.

still, something about a rainy monday morning makes me feel like it's the end of the world.