The next two weeks of my life are going to be insane. Sometimes all I want to do is sit down, fold my arms, and pout.
Quit.
Give up.
Protest.
Boycott.
Whatever means necessary will be executed so that I can just skip the next two weeks and be happily home, free of this semester, and any stress that came with it.
Quit.
Give up.
Protest.
Boycott.
Whatever means necessary will be executed so that I can just skip the next two weeks and be happily home, free of this semester, and any stress that came with it.
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