My first semester of university is over. I don't know if I have passed yet, but I know I have finished all work and now all I await is the permission to continue.
My overall thoughts are that finals aren't as bad as people make them out to be. They presented themselves such that if you have paid attention during the year and have reviewed a little they are easily passable. No worries.
The scariest and most thoughtful process of finals is walking up to the building and taking your seat. They tell you arrive 15 minutes before your final and have you wait outside in the mildly cold weather. They then open the doors and have you walk through a small door into a small low lighted hallway. Lockers are on the left and a barren wall is on your right. Each person's head is down and it feels as if your walking into the death chamber. Guards in black university gear are shouting ahead of you, "bags and coats at the back, nothing with you but what you need." Then, upon entering the room, sunlight enters through the skylights and desks appear in neat rows. You take the seat you want. Your in finals, not World War II.
you May begin.
Now, beyond the seriousness. If you know me and know my character then you know I don't enter finals without feeling comfortable and relaxed. My outfits for finals consisted of brightly colored Israeli pants (either flames, dragons or dolphins), a dress shirt and a tie. I can say I got a few good looks and the outfit carried me through the three finals.
It turns out that, all in all, life is reasonable.
P.S. The title means I'll be talking to everyone again. Sorry that I disappeared for a week.
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