Come Hither.

You know that feeling that you get the night before the final,
for that class you really hate,
where you just want to completely go batshit insane
on every single person you know,
because you are so crazed,
and you just want to get it over with but you can't,
because you still have 5 more hours to wait until the exam,
and probably never, until complete freedom.

But you don't care, and you don't even want to study anymore.
You just want to wake up and have it be after the exam
because you have dealt with that insane tutor teaching a class
you don't even have to take for your major or your minor,
so why the fuck did you even enrol for that class?
But thank God for add/drop week,
where you already decided to drop it
even though it was only the second week of class
and now you've been in the class for an entire semester
and you're asking yourself why.

That's my Monday for you.

It just felt like forever
when I just needed to take
(and potentially fail) my Korean final
and then I will be FINE.

I just am so sick of Korean.

It's like that hooker that's been on your dick for far too long.

Just sayin'.