This semester has been unforgivable - partially because I have been prioritizing org work (is it my fault my majors are boring?) and, I don't know, taking exams feeling like Santa during summer. As much as I have enjoyed my RGEP classes, I don't think I will be regretting "graduating" from my majors; assuming I pass them, that is.
Our finals week is next week. If you see a waif running around from room to room next Monday, you may assume it is me. (We're doing a lot of assuming in this post.) Four of my exams are to be taken this Monday; I don't know what's worse - the fact that that day will probably be my last as an academic or my first as a breathing corpse. I believe in euthanasia, though.
So here is a picture of my and my roommate's tortoise, Cumin:
How have your semesters been?
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