Dear (or not so dear, rather) test, paper#1, paper#2, exam#1, exam#2:
No matter how you might try to choke me this week, it ain't gonna happen. I refuse to give in. You may take away my sleep minutes and make my room a huge mess and make me procrastinate like crazy and make my laundry keep piling up, and force me to eat lots of chocolate, but you cannot kill my spirit. My fantastic friends won't let that happen. Just FYI. Don't mess with me. You have been warned.
Love (actually, intense hate),