2 more papers, i tell myself.
Fact - Tomorrow's one massive paper.
Lots of facts to know, lots of details to remember.
Palpitation.
Shallow breaths.
Throbbing headache.
Just 2 more papers.
Only 2 left.
2 is a small number.
My days are numbered.
Less then 14hrs to go.
Then my body will go through the same bashing again on wed night.
Cause Bio's on Thur.
Bio.
Dammit.
I hope i can refrain from scribbling expletives on the paper.
Maybe.
For now, i'm worrying over tomorrow.
Med-surg.
Tomorrow.
Can 1 lecturer go insane and leak out the questions?!
1 is a good number.
And that's a good idea.
Tammy...! Do some good this time.
Go make yourself famous again.
And for this, i will be deeply appreciative.
F-A-I-N-T