You do not study for the test. You study to remember who you are when everything hurts. The Great Academic Coma It is over. The great intellectual massacre has ended. You close the laptop like a soldier coming home without a parade. Your medals are eye bags and coffee breath. The silence after midterm feels fake, like peace after a
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’Twas the night before midterms, the room was a mess,My desk was a battlefield, nothing was less.The coffee was cold, yet I brewed it again,Pretending that caffeine could nourish my brain. My notes were all scattered, my focus was gone,The outline I made was a joke all along.I’d planned to review, yet I just couldn’t start,For memes and regret fought