No wonder I was freaking out before

This is why I hate the last three weeks of school a lot. And next week is "dead week" YEAH RIGHT UNIVERSITY YOU HAVE ALWAYS LIED TO ME ABOUT THAT THE ONLY DEAD IS ME. So excuse me while I attempt not to chainsmoke my way through this. Hell, maybe I'll just go fully nocturnal, I work better at night anyway. And pressure does allow me to write brilliant things as far as projects go (but not exams, as I just found out... oh god, that makes me a little sick to my stomach... thank god his curve IS INSANE).

Why, no matter how well I get shit done DOES IT ALWAYS PILE UP LIKE THIS AT THE END?!

( to do and schedule of doom )

Edit: Consulted a GPA calculator. Feel way less panicked. Worst case scenario still means I'm pretty frakking ok. I can breathe. I can breathe deep. I will not get my ass dropped again!