What a time. For the younger grades, it's a beautiful time of year; full of snow days and fun times with the friends at the ice rink or snow hill. For the university students, however, it's a cold miserable time of the year. Exams. And I'm ready to call it quits already.
Five exams. Nine days. No study habits. No reason to feel like it is sticking to my brain. No time with my amazing girlfriend. No time to play hockey. No time to go to work and make money, because I need money to buy gifts for people. And all the time in the world to feel screwed.
Christmas, the most wonderful time of year.....if you're eight years old. Other than that, blech.