Is that a Light I See at the End of My Educational Tunnel?

I can't wait until the semester is finally over. I volunteered to write the paper for my group project as I did not have time to do any of the research. Silly Me! The paper isn't finished yet and I've hit (drum roll please....) 71 pages! This paper should be published, framed, set in gold, and given a the Louisa May Alcott award. I'm not exaggerating the immensity of this project. I am not eligible for summer classes thank you Sucky Regina for fucking me over immensely. Needless to say my Masters Degree will be delayed another semester. I guess it's a sign that I need a break since I haven't had one since my junior year. Watch out Summer here I come!
So... I'm going to the dietician this week. I needed to get an referral from my Dr. Who signed it immediately cause he love me. My insurance informed me that I needed the referral for the dietician but they covered gastric bypass. How gay is that! I kindly informed the operator that I was slightly over weight but when I became immensely obese and would qualify for the surgery I'd get back to her. She chuckled... I hope she was not immensely obese.