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The last week of your semester. It’s when your brain feels like it’s been microwaved and your soul is on the line. You’re basically begging for mercy from your teacher.
I ate my pencil and still failed the test. This week is hell.
My brain is leaking out my ears. I can’t take this anymore.
I cried in the hallway because I forgot how to use a scantron. What even is life?