Can we please be done?

I hate the last weeks of school. Why must the weeks where you care the least about your classes be the same weeks where you do the most work for them?

I’m ready for summer already. I’m ready to take just two classes, actually get stuff done at work, and to move out of the dorms into the new house. I’m ready to play acoustic drums again.

And I’m ready for the temperatures to get out of the 40s and 50s already.