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It's almost Christmas. Which means it's almost the end of the semester.

Which means that I'm going to have to take a final exam and a last-chapter-before-the-final test in every class.

*Dies*

Next monday I've got a Physics lab due, and I have to study for a Pre-Calc test, and an APUSH test, and an APUSH make-up test because I failed the last one. And on Saturday, my mom practically blackmailed me into volunteering to set up tables for small children in a science robotics competition. For seven hours.

I hate my life. This calls for angsty emo poetry.

Why does my life suck?
Small children make me want to
Stabby rip stab stab

Haiku! W00t!

...Why do I make fun of emo people so much?