The Trouble With Finals

The reading is boring. I am waiting for my hook for my book to be critiqued. I'd rather be reading The Shadow Rising. I have no study guide to follow. My hook should be critiqued within the next seven minutes but it probably won't be. Ugh. Pam, Ron, and I just made up a poem together that would stir the soul if I could remember every line about Mike, the trike, and the hike.