Dear Studying,

First of all,

I hate you.

With a passion.

And when I think of you my toes curl, my brows furrow, my stomach knots up and an angry fire burns in my heart.

Then I loose the ability to concentrate... or move.

I would literally rather sit and look at a glass of water for the rest of my life than spend time with you.
That being said, finals are coming up and unfortunately I am going to be spending time with you, and what's worse, I'm going to be spending time with ONLY you. For two weeks. I just want to make sure we were clear that there is not an ounce of affection for you in my entire heart, soul or mind.

Well, thats all I have to say really. I hope you die.

Just incase you didn't catch it, I hate you:
Bird.