Latin Flashcards. Otherwise (and better) known as the bane of my current existence.
Latin is going to be my trickiest final, and I'm taking it tomorrow morning at 10:30. I may be a little worried. I may be concerned with failure. I'm maybe trying not to think about these things, and instead furiously packing because I can't sit still.
After Latin things should be a downhill slope and then, Tuesday morning promptly at 8, I'll be getting the hell out of here.
When next I post I'll be at a new base of operations, one that I much prefer. Five days till Connecticut, people. Be excited.