Sunday, December 12, 2010

7/8 Done.

It's all over. Semester #7 of my university career has come to an end and I feel such a huge sense of relief from it's completion. I wrote my last exam yesterday morning at 9am and managed to finish it in less than an hour. Writing a final exam that quickly is always a bit frightening because you're sure that you missed a page or something since finals generally take longer to write (they give us 3 hours to write them). But no. All was done. It felt good to hand it to the prof with a smile and walk out of the gym. Real good.

But....then what?

The thing about being a student for so long is that you start to panic when you have any spare time. Spare time is this strange and foreign notion that causes me to take a step back and say, "Woah. What's going on here?" As a student, I start to over think the whole "spare time" idea as this gap in time in which I should be doing something but I just can't think of what it is! I know I must be forgetting something because it's impossible to have the extra allotted time slot for myself. And then after I check and recheck my list of things to finish and see that it's all done, I start to feel this sense of guilt for allowing myself time to do something like watch a movie or go out for a drink with a friend. But now that the semester is over and I definitely have no school work to complete, there's relief flowing through me but also this feeling of loss. Is loss even the right word? It's like I feel like I am missing something because for the past 3 1/2 months my life has been consumed by school that I forget how to be just a regular person with normal responsibilities.

You mean I can read a book that isn't a textbook? Are you sure this is allowed?

So last night after work I came home, opened a beer and watched a ridiculous movie that probably rotted an important part of my brain due to it's complete stupidness. But that's ok. It felt good.

1 comment:

  1. Hey, thanks for the book btw. I'll drop it back down when I've finished. So far what I've read is nothing "new" to me, but it's always great to be reminded. =) I know it's only a short read but I haven't sat down with it much yet and usually when I read (before bed) I end up falling asleep.

    Speaking of you being all finished, I'm pretty sure I could smell some just-out-of-the-oven gingerbread cookies wafting up from your apartment yesterday evening... looks like you're still finding ways to keep busy!