Finals are OVER!!!; or, Dancing Robot Posse: collect them all!

Yes, my friends and colleagues, finals are over. I am officially a 2L in law school. And I'm not dead. Or even severely mentally damaged. (Minorly mentally damaged, yes, but what can you do?)

So in this spirit of jubilation and fluffiness and sweetness, I now present to you (for anyone who may be keeping track):

What I Want for Christmas.

GAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!

Sorry. Just had to get that off my chest. My first final is in about 11 hours and I'm a little stressed. Prayers and good thoughts would be very much appreciated!!!

Thanks!

Epiphany

Well, I've just discovered why I've never risen to the level of concert pianist.

Triptych of tragicality

And in other sad news (and to make today's posts number an uneven three), I haven't received my book yet.

*sniffle*

P.S. Oh, and who decided it would be okay if it SNOWED in APRIL? Weather council, you're fired.

My life in a nutshell

*sob* It's so true! (Only for "Friday," substitute "every single stinkin'." )

Alas!; or, The Sad Seven-and-a-Half

Why oh why could my feet not have been a perfect 10?

Well, this stinks...

I swear someone cut out about three months of this semester. I haven't even had a chance to post the stories about finals from LAST semester and finals are almost upon us again. Seriously. Not. Cool.

Maybe I'll just do a compilation later with any stories from this round of finals... because I haven't got time to post them now; I'm supposed to be studying.

*whimper*