Um... what?

The last few days have past in a blur of apathetic senior on the verge of failing. Everything was going fine until I realized there are very few days left in this school year. Part of me feels like this



And the rest of me feels like this



I have how many days to finish all this freaking homework I have put off all year? Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit. FML!

It's not all that bad. I think totally I only need to write about 45 pages of bull shit to finish this semester.

Damn. That seems so much worse when written out.