2 papers down, 1 final done, only THE final left to go.

I spent the morning hanging out in the government department lounge. Then I took my final, which was ridiculously easy, went to Scotty’s with Laura, went X-Mas shopping, and then napped. I’ve had butterflies in my stomach and have been mildly anxious since I woke up. I’m slightly nervous about my Modern final because I’m never sure if I’ve studied enough and I’m starting to go into shock that I’m really finished tomorrow.

This semester went by ridiculously fast. When I got back to school in September I never imagined I would wind up where I am now. Hitting rock bottom in early October meant things really did have no where to go but up. Stupid optimism. I know “who are you and what have you done with Rachel” etc. It’s nice to hear that question again, it’s been too many years.

I have a million things to say, and I’m not sure I can actually articulate them all. But it will have to wait until after THE final.