the end has come.

I'm done. It's over. I'm finished with school.
Part of me never thought I'd be saying those words.
But I am. I did it.  And I'm so, so happy to be done.

I spent a few hours yesterday and about nine hours today working on my last paper.  It was painful.  Like a slow death march to the end.  But I prevailed, and now it's over.  And I'm so, so happy to be done.

In the last four weeks, I have written five papers totaling 95 pages.  Yes, you read that right.  95 pages!
And you wonder why I'm happy to be done?

Oh, the relief.  I'm not exactly sure what to do with my newfound freedom quite yet.  IMaybe, just maybe, I'll rediscover what it means to have fun and not spend all my time working...