I’m to the point in my post-finals stress out where I don’t care what the letter is, I’m just constantly checking myUTK and getting more and more frustrated with my professors lack of urgency to disappoint me
One of my first graders just told me he “displaced a little bit of bone marrow” to get out of playing a game in the gym and honestly I might just give him the benefit of the doubt
The best kind of therapy is closing all your tabs after finishing a research paper. Tell me that I’m wrong, that’s right you can’t, you know it feels good