Fine, la fin, the end. There are a thousand ways to say "the end", but the favorite way of district 181 is FINAL. Not the adjective form of the word, no! It's a noun. A long, stressful, faith testing noun. The semester finals are coming up at Central, and the whole school is barely keeping it together. Teachers are still giving out home assignments and quizzes, so the hours left four studying are limited! The only bright spot in my day is my outfit. I know I look sharp, so I know I can get through the day. I want to wear something easy. Nothing is more comfortable than a soft cotton, long sleeve shirt and a denim skirt. I keep my feet snug in leopard print loafers.