An exam! One of those things of dread and fear. But I shan't do either of those things, because it closes the synapses and doesn't allow my brain to work as well as it could. Or something.
It's very final. As in, it's my Finals. This mark will be a significant - somewhere between 5 and 10%, I can't do the maths - chunk of my degree mark. Which means my degree is almost over. Which is sad.