ahhhh. that 323% done with finals feeling. that feeling of the weight of a thousand text books being lifted off your chest like a rain cloud exploding in a downpour of unabashed joy while you flip your hair out of some impossibly tight bun and whip it back and forth and back and forth. because now you can actually relax and get some sleep.

*and by sleep we mean staying up til 4 am at dennys or driving aimlessly or scrolling around right here