So close, yet so far

After the high stress forced labour that was November; Mac students have moved into December with a dwindling will to persevere. Classes are finished and motivation is decreasing as rapidly as Tiger's reputation. Campus is a ghost town haunted by the faint shells of overworked and under-rested students. The streets are empty, but the libraries are full. With the tease of Christmas vacation, concentrated studying is comparable to walking through the desert in order to get to a distant oasis. Paradise free from the harsh reality of academia is in sight, but the closer I get, the harder it is to keep working. Two more weeks until I can sleep until noon, watch movies all day, eat fabulous food, and not worry about the work that I "should" be doing. The end is nigh, and I can't wait.