Sweet freedom

These last two weeks have drained every bit of soul from me. 45 pages have I written and finals have I taken.

AND SO:

Term Papers: 0
Sleep-deprived-demoralized-but-very-much-finally-done-with-this-god-forsaken-quarter college student: 4

Uh-huh. That's right. They did not take me down. I am a WRITING MACHINE.

Finals: Last one submitted just now.

Victory: Mine. Muahahaha.

Only, victory isn't quite as sweet at this point of exhaustion.

Anyways, to celebrate the completion of what has been one long-ass winter quarter (as they always seem to be), some kind of debauchery must be had.

Meaning: I have some serious television-watching to do.

And I mean serious.