Lemee just give you a little insight into what the last school week looked like for me:
Monday: Woke up at some ungodly hour, studied, freaked out, studied, had a panic attack, studied, cried a little, studied, took my first comprehensive exam for graduate school. (That means I wrote 13 pages on 15 sources, FROM MEMORY, in three hours.)
Tuesday: Tried to sleep in/avoid the universe, woke up, studied, studied, studied, freaked out a little, studied, skipped class to study, collapsed onto couch with a bag of Oreos and a strong desire to flee to Canada.
Wednesday: Woke up at another ungodly hour, studied, freaked out so much that couldn’t study, ate Oreos and felt a little better, studied, picked a fight with Hunter so to avoid panic attack, studied, took my second comprehensive exam for graduate school. (Wrote another 13 pages on 15 new sources, from memory, in three hours.)
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