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....week of classes.

And then the "********, I never actually learned this s**t" week, also known as FINALS.

*shoots self*

In other news: Mom, Dad, and William leave for Boston on Wednesday. I need to talk to my professor tomorr- *looks at clock* later today and tell her about the situation. If Mom calls me, I'm going to answer my phone, and I need to know if I'll be able to come back and finish my exam. If I need to, I'll start crying. I'll pull a sob story, because it already is one, but I'll pull the tears out and say "So you're saying that if my mother is calling me to tell me that my bother died during surgery, I can't answer the phone to hear it physically spoken because you won't let me leave the room to not disturb the rest of the class?"

Or something like that....>>''' I'm a horrible person to say that, because it could happen, so..*knocks on wood*