It's the good old end-of-spring-semester panic attacks. Again. I just turned in a 10-page paper today (about Julius Caesar and Richard III) and you'd think I'd be able to calm down, right?
Nope. I have five more short-writes to write by tomorrow sometime, and then another nine pages about Fort Duquesne by Monday. Then I have a take-home essay to write for one of my finals. Summer will be a relief if only because I'll be done with homework until fall. Good. Grief.
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