Finished. The essay, the exam period, the year, my degree. Finished, finished, finished.
Well, except for that pesky Honours thing next year, but that's practically post-grad and it won't have the same interminable, boring undergraduate drain about it. It'll be interesting and challenging and maybe even, DOUG-forbid, fun.
And I'm finished. No more German, no more lectures, no more bothering with lecturers and tutors who don't take me seriously.
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