Exam time blows. End of story. It especially blows when all your friends are done with their last exams and you still have one to go...
...the day after the biggest 'end-of-the-year-party'.
Meaning: studying the night before is out of the question and a mind-numbing hangover is inevitable.
Great.
That's the pickle I find myself in. It's 20 degrees and it's Saturday night. And the Brazilians next door are having the time of their lives. I know becuase I can hear them.
Phenomenal.
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