Between the end of exams and the true beginning of the summer exists a limbo students find themselves in after every semester. During this state they have both passed and failed, the are both at peace and stressed beyond comprehension. I hate this time. I hate it because despite the odd calm it fills me with, it also fills me with dread for I know that it will end. My grades will be released and either the world will come crashing down or I’ll take another step higher up the mountaintop we call University.