Pre final jitters

It's like I am getting married, being given a death sentence or have just been told I will be forced to listen to "Whip My Hair" on repeat for eternity, all at the same time. I am feeling nauseated, repulsed and down right bitchy.

Basically it all adds up to "this is the last week before finals" jitters.

I can't concentrate for the life of me. Extreme caffeine induced bliss is quickly followed by death, damnation and destruction. I can't decide it I want to break out singing "Thriller" or grab a Nerf Sword and beat people with it, repeatedly.



Or break out the Nerf double headed ax.



All of which is happening because I have gotten to little sleep and consumed to much coffee. This is a reoccurring phenomenon. I am almost positive the only reason I don't remember how horrendous I act at the end of every semester is because of the insane amount of endorphins my body releases when I finally wake up from death sleep (the great collapse that follows the last final).

It's a little like being pregnant. The only reason women do it again is because their body releases a bunch of happy after almost dying, so they don't remember the trauma of pushing a ten pound ball of death out of their bodies.

That is mildly disturbing.



There that made everything better.

I feel like I had some ingenious thing I was going to wax eloquently on. And for the life of me I cannot remember what it was. Damn.