Finals, that is.
And I really don't like philosophy class. Philosophy is fine, in fact, it's interesting. But the class is less so. The professor isn't as bad as the one I had for intro last year, who basically handed out assignments that had *nothing* to do with the readings or lectures not all that unlike the one in the comic. He did this just so he could write:
"YOU ARE WRONG, YOU WEAK, FEEBLE-MINDED, SUCKBREEDING SIMPLETON. I COULD CRUSH YOU IN THE MIGHTY TALONS OF MY BRAIN, BUT I WILL SPARE YOUR INSIGNIFICANT SOULS AND NOT OVERPOWER YOUR PRECAMBRIAN GANGLIA FROM WHICH YOU HAVE SUCRETED THIS FESTERING, PUTRID RESPONSE TO MY MOST SIMPLIFIED OF ASSIGNMENTS."

There are some who probably would write that on a paper too.