Ninety nine bottles of AHHHHHH on the wall,

Ninety nine bottles of AHHHHHH,
Take one down, pass it around, and Elysia implodes.
Uh oh... that wasn't how I thought it went. Whatever. I have been bombed, three midterms and a quiz this week, two of which I didn't know about till friday/today... and my weekend was absorbed by RAness, so yeah, didn't get any prep time. I can't believe that prof dropped the midterm today.
We go to class and he's like literally, "So, now would be an appropriate time for a midterm... how about wednesday, or friday?"
Soooo not on the syllabus.
WHATEVERWHATEVERWHATEVERWHATEVERAHHHHHHHHHHHH
HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH


I am hopefully going to be able to crack down and focus and study a whole bunch, but who knows what will happen. Actually, I think I'm going to get to bed soon. Don't want to, because I feel like that just throws me in the lions' den...
I really need a backrub.