So that’s over with.

I feel a bit crazy, sitting down to write a blog almost immediately after writing a few essays, but I’m trying to wind down so please bear with me. I’m also not sure where this is going to take me, so I’m just going to let my fingers type and see what I get.

That wasn’t so bad, I guess. It could have been a whole lot worse, that much I’m sure of. Yesterday took a nosedive south after I posted and instead of landing in Happyville, USA, my day crashed down in ThisFreakingSucksburg, Angstopia. But, since I don’t like sad stories, I’m going to assume you also don’t, and therefore I will not delve any deeper into what happened. Suffice to say I did not go to bed in the best of spirits, not good the night before a test. Fortunately, a decent night’s sleep seemed to do the trick, and I woke upon a considerably better mood.

(Well, not initially, but can you really jump out of bed the second you wake up and be instantly chipper? Didn’t think so.)

And now my test is done. That is officially the last time I will have to do work in regard to that class. It’s a weird feeling. Now I have three more days of tests, one test a day. Call me crazy, but that actually seems manageable. Wasn’t college supposed to be completely overwhelming during finals week? DISCLAIMER TO THE UNIVERSE: I am absolutely fine with it being manageable. Feel no obligation to complicate things, the status quo is great and jim-dandy. I was just making an observation. END DISCLAIMER.

Then again, Universe, yesterday did get pretty overwhelming. Please don’t drag those feelings up anymore on me, all right? Especially not this week, because that would just be fighting dirty.

Anyway, I suppose I should wish the best of luck to those who still have tests, and to any parents whose little prodigies are being evaluated. It is a very dark time in anyone’s life, and so I sincerely wish lots of luck and success to everyone involved in such a process.

Especially in regard to myself. After all, I’ve got to look out for number one.