So, there are only 8 days left in which I have to: finalize my senior paper, get it all compiled and looking snazzy with my (imho, AWESOME) presentation, make sure my footnotes and bibliography are correct, and turn that sucker in for an actual letter grade. This is both a giant relief and the biggest stress of my academic career.
On the one hand, it means that I am (barring a presentations, but let’s not think about that) done with the dang class. On the other hand though, this paper is ‘supposedly’ my magnum opus for my undergraduate collegiate career, which is a pretty big deal, so pardon me while I freak out a little.
It’s the end, and that both thrills and terrifies me. My life as of late is filled with the duality of being on opposite ends of the emotional spectrum, ranging from nervous breakdown to anger, frustration, denial and, finally: acceptance.
Miriah
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