Just when I think that school is calming down from mid-terms and I can relax... I look down at one of my syllabus' to find that I have a test in the morning.
It's 10:45pm... and I have a test tomorrow? Great.
Not to mention that the only words going through my head for the last week have been "eccentric" "concentric" "hypertrophy" "torque" "muscle" "contraction" etc. You get the picture. This group project may be the death of me.
But Jordan did just turn to me and say, "I just look at your face and it makes me so happy."
Good timing, love.
