Finals week is interesting. I’ve been sick the entire weekend and barely had time to look at a book between endless naps, which left me groggy and disoriented. I finally felt well enough on Tuesday morning to look at my marketing final which I’d luckily started over the Thanksgiving break, and was due in the afternoon. I quickly put my finishing touches on it and raced down to Hyde Park to turn it in.
Students were walking zombies and looked the worst I’ve seen them, including at LOE. People didn’t wear makeup, or match their clothes, and there were several sniffles. The atmosphere in the HPC was tense and shushed like a funeral.
I did a quick perusal of accounting principles and focused on setting up my notes and coursepack as the test was open book, open note. I was pleasantly surprised halfway through the test that I was completing questions and not staring at the paper in wonder. I might have actually picked up some of this over the past 10 weeks. It was a good feeling, but then one student got up and left and you could see the fear come back into people’s eyes. I just thought that this is evidence that we’re all crazy!
Micro went well, I think. I felt pretty confident except for the questions about material from the last week. As I was sick during this session and hadn’t really looked at it, I cut myself some slack and went with it. Everyone looked a bit terrified coming out of that one, so I’m not too worried.
Walking out the classroom and realizing that I’d just completed my first term in business school was a mixture of emotions. I am obviously tired form the ordeal, my confidence is in shreds, but I’m elated to have accomplished this with my sanity (mostly) intact. It is somewhat anticlimactic. I mean after all of this, I was expecting fireworks and a parade, but no I just go home to the hurricane that my house represents and sit down. I’m done! Now what do I do?