Midterms :(

Dear Grandpa,


Midterms are two weeks from now and I am dying. I just found out tonight that my Seminar in Poetry midterm will be a joke. Not a joke like a funny joke, but one of those jokes that are really so bad that it will make you want a cry. 


I have just about a thousand pages of poetry that I need to understand, write out the meter and rhythym (terms that you should never look into because they suck), and then I have to memorize each one. He prepares to give us a random poem, blank out words, and expect us to fill them in. How, you ask? I DON'T KNOW, but I'm going to have no life until 6:00 pm March 16th. 


Please help. 


Love always,
Your granddaughter