Dear Finals,

Go away. You're like that one friend that you send courtesy invites to, but really never want to come. Because you tend to get out of hand and make everyone feel awful. The overly confident rub it in your face type of friend. Please don't come over. Really. Just don't.

It is like having to take cough syrup when you're sick, you're an unwanted necessity. Not to be mean, but you need to know, and somebody needs to stand up and tell you. So it might as well be me.

You're kind of like shots. When you go to the doctor you half expect to get some and then when you don't you feel like the luckiest person in the world. But in your heart you know they're coming. No matter how much you hope and pray they will stay away. They won't.

To be quite frank, Finals, we think it would be best if you just went away entirely. Perhaps, if you were to jump in a boat and never look back? Join a circus, or the peace core! Either would work honestly, just go and never come back.

Sincerely,

Everyone.