Yesterday I was stressed, to say the least. I had one final from 9am-12pm, and then another from 12.30pm-4pm. And they were unbelievably difficult to study for.
The stress has now subsided, thankfully. I was shaking yesterday: there's no way that it could NOT have eased up, because I certainly would be dead by now.

So I'm opening up my books, starting to study for Monday's climate systems final when I see this:
These are the only notes I've taken for this class since the midterm. Because that was the only lecture I showed up to. Fantastisch.
I remember this class. I remember being sad that I kept making these enormous conglomerate berries with an unaesthetically-appealing number of drupulets. That's what I remember.

-Camille