Today, I wrote my analysis and I took my last final of a real semester. I've never felt better walking out of a final. I was giddy and full of energy. I felt like screaming out to the stranger students who walked by that I had finally made it, but I didn't.
The sad thing is that I can't keep myself up now. I am growing old. Good thing I decided not to go to the midnight showing of Spiderman 3.
Good luck with your finals, if you have any left.
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