Done with reports and assignments, finally, and time to move on to the next big fish, the smelliest one - the finals. The finals are known as 'the' finals for a reason, as 'the' finals are actually 'the' thing that squeezes 'the' crap into 'the' brain. Well maybe that doesn't apply to most of you, but anyway, to fellow last minute-ers, yeah, you, let us start pumping books already. Let us not wait for the night before the fish jumps out. Let us not wait till time deserts us. Let us not wait for earthquakes to happen. Let us start now. Let us not wait for dinner to be served.

Did someone mention dinner? Awwww... dinner... It's not that i don't love books, but dinner always comes first... =)