Smack dab in the middle of the toughest exams of my life; I am so wrecked, it's not even funny.
Done with only three and I feel that way; there's one written and four, FOUR, clinicals still to come. And if the written ones are hell, clinicals will damn near be purgatory.
Today's final kicked my ass *sob* When I turned over the question sheet and saw the first question, a suspiciously Gandalf-like voice in my head went, "You shall not pass!"
Why, endo, why. I though we had something here *wails*
To all the people who told me that grad school would be a wonderful idea? I'm feelin' the wonder, alright -_____-
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I need more coffee *thunks head on table*