finally finals.

It's finally here.
Spring semester is over.
[next week]
I only have one out-of-class final exam,
pumped about it.
So next week is it.
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January seems so long ago,
the first exams seem so long ago,
horrible snowy days seem so long ago.
But yet,
it all ends here.
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well,
for this semester.
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kind of blurry,

it says,

Teacher: "Class, this year instead of a final exam,

I'm just going to have my TAs drive railroad spikes

through your hearts."

Class: "Yayyy!!!"