Inspiration and Expiration, A Love Story

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Ou-did I remember to submit my term paper?

-Cue hyperventilations-

Hello and welcome to the never ending pit of worry, 2,855 mental breakdowns and of course that last desperate attempt at a decent GPA, I present to you;

Finals Week.

These two words whisking through the crisp, manure-infused air and is known to strike paralyzing fear into the hearts of many.


BUTT

You don't have to submit to the many whims and terrors of the dreaded 4 more days.

Make a plan.
Follow through with the plan.
Slay the final.
Become President of the world.

Just remember you have lungs for a reason, so take some time for yourself this week. Inhale and Exhale, remind yourself you are not going to die from these inked, slain trees in bundles of fearsome stacks.

Own It.

-HP

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