Remember how me and finals used to be friends?

Not anymore.

Megan texted me and asked how my finals today went today. This was my reponse:

"It may or may not have ended with me almost hysterically sobbing in the parking lot of my work on the phone with Laurel. Does that tell you enough?"

Yeah. Just kill me. Tomorrow can't come fast enough. And yet... I get the feeling that I haven't studied enough for the final tomorrow. Remember last semester, when I got like 100% on all my finals? Yeah... I don't remember that either. Please someone tell me why I care so much about getting good grades? Is this my parents' fault?

I'm unstable today!!

Can't it just be summertime already??