Calm before the storm

The battle lines are drawn. All's quiet on the front line, as the soldiers prepare for the big push on the morrow that will see many an innocent man perish ere the sun reaches its peak. A heavy fog permeates the crisp night air, as soldiers drink contraband whisky from their standard issue metal cups and write letters, possibly their last, to loved ones back home.

My last exam is tomorrow.

It seems every semester ends with a huge dash to cram into my brain all the things I let slip by in the last couple of months. But right now I feel like it's never hit me as hard as this time around. I had an exam on Friday, but it was an easy one. I hardly needed to prepare at all. So really it has been 12 days since my last hard exam, and I've pretty much been spending all that time studying for tomorrow's exam. I am kind of burnt out. But in a mere 20 hours I'll be drinking in celebration of the completion of 50% of an electrical engineering degree!