I sit here in the comfy chair, awaiting my fate

Right now I'm trying to avoid the cliche of asking someone to just shoot me in the head, with finals starting tomorrow.

Finals, for the most part, are spaced-out well this week. I have my chemistry final tomorrow night, so I go to work in the morning, head back home and study, then head over to campus to take it. Tuesday and Wednesday, besides work and study groups, is devoid of testing. Thursday will be the busy day with my ASL and Native American studies exams both in one afternoon. Calculus, the bane of this gauntlet, lies in wait for Friday, which is a double-edged sword. It's been proven beyond a resonable doubt that I need the time to prepare for it, but having it at the very bottom of the list only makes the anticipation more annoying and draining upon myself.