R.I.P

It's that time of the year again, where I start whining about my exams. In fact, I should have started whining last month, but up til today, I haven't even touched my books. That would have been perfectly normal, except that this time round, I didn't have daily lessons to back me up. I'm standing at the edge of my freshly dug grave, thoroughly prepared (pardon the pun), to be pushed six feet under, by an ant.