Today

There comes a day towards the end of every semester when I conclude that it was a really poor choice for me to skip all those days of class. The day when I sit there with a dazed and confused look on my face because I have absolutely no idea what the teacher is talking about. The day when I sit in class and realize I still don't know anyone. The day when my insides start to contort at the thought of how doomed I am for the final that is quickly coming up for that class. The day when I wonder why I even signed up for that class in the first place. The day I near breaking point, but know it's my own fault that I am not as prepared as I could be.

today is that day.

Finals are going to be the end of me.