I got a kick out of this and I thought you guys might too. This is Ken's actual description of finals:
Ah, finals week. How can I possibly describe my feelings towards finals week?
Perhaps with a metaphor. Finals week is like having a tiny fairy fly around your head, screaming all the time.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!"
And once other fairies hear the first fairy screaming, they swoop down and start screaming too.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!! AAAAAAA! AAAAAHHHH!"
Once you've got 20 or so of them swirling around your head and screaming at you, that's when a shark comes and eats you.
