It's always skewed towards the end.
It’s been a long two weeks. I can barely remember what happened prior to last week. I do remember being barely conscious because of two all-nighters in four days. Somehow, things are working out. As I write this, I’m sitting in my dorm room, not having eaten lunch or taken a bath. I’m taking a breather from last week’s punishment.
The semester is really drawing to a close. Just two final exams and two submissions left.
Until then, I’m staying in my dorm room.
