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I'm finally able to breathe. At least for a few minutes. It may only be for a short amount of time, but it feels good. I'm finally ending classes and on top of that, half the stress. As each assignment is ending, I feel less trapped. Of course, I have two more presentations, and three more written projects but that's not the point. It's ending, and I'm still surviving. Makes me think I can get through the last bit (or at least pass out trying). I'm still running on little sleep most nights, lots of coffee, and pure adrenaline.
The End.