This is the first time I can remember that I turned in a test where I know I guessed on at least 1/2 of it. But so be it....because I am done. I didn't finish all gloriously with an all-nighter full of coffee and energy drinks and highlighters. I went home and watched some t.v. and organized my school stuff. Thought I'd go to bed early, but ended up transferring all my files from my laptop (well, no longer-my-latptop) to the desktop on the study. It was mesmerizing and really relaxing compared to the crazy night most of my classmates probably had. I discovered a whole cache of music I forgot that I transferred and enjoyed it this morning as I pseudo-looked over some last minute notes. This anti-climax to my year may seem kinda odd, and not very characteristic of the OCD, type A kinda personality most of us dentite types are. But I needed it. I liken it to training for a marathon, getting to -oh, say- mile 24 of the big race and finding this really nice bench under a pretty tree with a view of the lake - and sitting down. Just for a while. Of course, I got up and walked across the finish, but no running or crawling for me. A nice, quiet finish with a peaceful satisfaction that I completed a really big task and that I will never have to do it again.
