Today I submitted my final essay in 240. Last Friday was the 3-hour Registrar-office-scheduled exam, and everything else is done. Classes - done. I'd say we have this one pretty much handled.
The exam was long, and I used each and every minute. As I was leaving the exam room, M. asked me how it went.
"My hand is sore.", I said in a very mono-tone voice.
"That's a sign that you've written a good exam!", she exclaimed. "Oh, and I'll see you on the 14th.!"
...Oh yah, the 14th. English 354 - An Introduction to Poetry. At the time of the exam in 240, I was thinking to myself, "What was I THINKING???!!"
I spent all of today, and most of the last couple days, working on my essay due today at 4:30. Today was nuts. Admittedly, I rushed it. I shouldn't have. I know it's not up to par, but it's in, and I likely won't fail.
There it is. My first University course - handled.
I looked back on a couple posts I wrote just before beginning this course, and I can't, today, think of any reason why I was so pumped.
I needed a drink.
So I went for one tonight... two, actually.
I'm home now, and ready for bed.
I'll check in tomorrow.
Turtle, over and out.