… it begins.
The three-day crunch of finals has arrived in all its terrifying glory, looming before me like a giant monster ready to stomp on and eat me if I stumble for even a moment!
Ahem. Sorry. Early mornings and not-yet-eaten breakfasts will do that to a girl. Got a little loopy in the head there. But have no fear! I am sane, I am prepared, and I go forth to conquer my English final like a knight of old!
And so forth and so on. I am so ready for this like you wouldn’t even believe. I want it over and done with so I can get on with the real funs of life.
Did you know those little dots over j’s and i’s are called tittles? Thank goodness for Merriam-Webster, or I never would have known!