It was a rather intense week of finals. The two that I had on Tuesday went about as expected, that is to say that my psychology final went really well, and my Spanish final went quite badly. What I didn't expect was today. Both my finals were with Palmer, which means that theoretically, they should have been easy, and indeed, what I actually had to do was easy: just answer an essay question and then give a brief presentation on the findings of my semester research paper to the class and answer any questions they might have. The problem is, there were thirty other people who all had to do this, and in both classes, we ended up going over the two hours allotted for the finals.
Of course, none of this was helped by the fact that I stayed up late last night celebrating the end of the semester with some friends off campus, and that my first final this morning was at 8:00AM. By the time I was done with the first one, I was feeling completely drained, and by the time I was done with the second one, at 3:30, I was feeling so bad that I thought I might be coming down with the flu or something. Fortunately, I started to feel better soon afterwords, when I realized that this not-so-fun semester was finally over.
I spent the rest of the afternoon and evening packing, and now have everything moved into my car so I should be able to get an early start on the 750 odd miles between me and home.
So yeah... I'm done.