He straightened up, and said to them, “He who is without sin among you, let him be the first one to throw a stone at her.”
John 8:7 [Context]
People at First Alliance keep asking me how I am. They ask me what happens in my life, until I finally irratably reply, “School! And that’s all.” They ask about exams, although they honestly do not want to hear about my exams. Heck, I don’t want to hear about my exams. My interesting-life eyes have slipped shut as I wade waist-deep through academia once more. I hypothesize that the worst part of seven-week terms is the stress of final exams four times per year. This term worked out particularly nefariously: Ian and I both struggling with illness, my working three jobs, having an exam worth 45% of my grade, and getting my period during that week as well.
Only one thing can alleviate this. Chocolate. And a plane flight on Saturday at 10:00 am.