Hey so finals week is in a week and a half and I am swamped.

I am several tears and all nighters from my end goal of finishing semester as many of you are.

I’m sitting here with a terrible cough and a hole in my sock feeling a little deflated while I should be memorizing my lines for a Spanish presentation. Two problems with that:

1.) I am exhausted.

2.) I haven’t even written them yet.

I am one more coffee away from full mental breakdown. I don’t know what it is about end of semester that makes college seem SO MUCH HARDER THAN IT ACTUALLY IS. It’s like all the work you did for months that you should be proud of doesn’t even matter anymore. It’s the vicious cycle that we all face. No amount of hours spent in the library is enough. No number of ounces of coffee can help you. Not to mention that we’re all just trying to function as adults and give our peer the small talk formalities that we lost the energy to do long ago.

I know. It all sounds a little dumpy. Probably because I am dumping it on you. What’s the point of being self proclaimed internet queen if you can’t use your powers for evil? (Which in this case just means telling the world that “end of semester Nealie” is not a fun person.)

This was a nice little break regardless.

Fingers crossed and lots of love from me to you on your school adventures.

XOXO

NBNealie