ME: Come on, Tricia, just focus.
MY BRAIN: But I am SO tired.
ME: You can do it.
BRAIN: No, I really can't. I am on overload and burn-out.
ME: I know, I know. But we are almost there.
BRAIN: No we're not! You've tricked me into believing you many times in the last two weeks, but there's always another exam.
ME: This is the last exam. I promise.
BRAIN: But I know you too well... that can't be it.
ME: Well, there might be a short paper to do...
BRAIN: I knew it!!
ME: ...but then we're completely finished.
BRAIN: No, then there's packing so we can move home for the holidays, then you're going to work the day after you get there, and you have to go Christmas shopping in the 3 days before Christmas, and we're going to go to work nearly every day except Christmas day.
BRAIN: And then you're spend time with two or three parts of families, and then work more. ...
BRAIN: And then you said you might play at a church event the weekend after Christmas.
ME: ...um... yeah?
BRAIN: So aren't you asking a little too much of me?
ME: You've got it pretty easy, Brain; you should speak to back or neck or eyes... or wrists. They're all feeling a little under-the-weather from sitting at desks and staring at computer screens for two weeks.
BRAIN: Well, after you printed your cheat sheet for the last exam the same on both sides, leaving me to fend for myself on all the questions about skeletal, cardiac, or smooth muscle... I think I've performed past my requirements.
ME: But remember what the profs said about the exam tomorrow!! If we get 100% on the entire exam, they'll give us 100% in the course. Wouldn't that be amazing?
BRAIN: I don't give a **$%&#$**. Let me go to bed.