Signs

You can tell it's the end of the semester. Class sizes are shrinking and the library is filling with students. I stayed on campus writing until midnight yesterday, and it wasn't deserted, it was in fact quite full. Professors (the really nice ones) are bringing food on the last day of class. Everyone is harassed and yet happy because we can smell the end of the semester; it's almost upon us. I for one can't wait until I get there, despite all of the jobs I have to complete before I cross the finish line. But I am almost, almost, almost there.