***WARNING: This post discusses mental health and suicide, which some people may find disturbing.***
I just emerged from my last final as an undergrad, and it looked a little something like this...
I kid. I'm only Beyoncé in my dreams.
That being said, finals week wreaks havoc and hell on me every year. I feel like I start out the week like this...
...and end on this...
God help me when it's time for grad school.
In honor of this hellish student rite of passage, I'm going a bit Buzzfeed-y this time around, and getting real about finals week, listicle style.
Facebook reminded me that this happened a year ago...
Which led me on a hunt to get a picture with Willy...
And then another because why not...
And finally, this one, which will forever be my favorite picture in the history of ever...
Then, when I came home and the sugar rush from the ice cream you see in the background wore off, it hit me. I'm graduating. The hell?
Well, it looks like this is going to be my last photography class post. I still can't believe class is coming to an end, and I also still haven't accepted that I'm graduating in less than two weeks.
All panicking aside... let's see the result of my final project!
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