Done, done, done, done, i’m done the last assignment of this silly semester with a shocking five hours left until it’s due to be turned in and i’m getting a B and i don’t care because they have me learning the most peripheral crap right now and i just want to work and make money but nooo, i can’t do that, because they want to schedule classes for wonky times and because i’ve been sick all week because i *always* get sick as soon as the major pressure (getting to class) is off even though i could be making hundreds of dollars if i could get out of the friggin’ house.

I am so close to the diploma i can taste it. One more semester. 10 weeks. I can do this.