FINALLY OVER
I left the exam hall on Friday afternoon, I felt a mix of emotions: relief, exhaustion, and pride. I had given it my all, pouring every ounce of energy into the past week's exams. Five days, five papers, and countless hours of studying had finally come to an end.
From Monday to Friday, I had risen early each morning, fueled by determination. I practiced problems, and rehearsed answers until they became second nature.
But now, as I submitted my final paper, I felt accomplished. I had done my best, and that knowledge was all that mattered. The weight of uncertainty lifted, and I could finally breathe a sigh of relief.
I packed up my belongings and bid farewell to my neighbors. The semester was over, and a well-deserved break awaited me. I was headed home, where warm meals, cozy comforts, and loving family would welcome me.
For the next few weeks, I would leave my textbooks and notes behind, trading them for lazy mornings, good looks, and long naps. I had earned this rest, and I was ready to embrace it with open arms. The semester may have been challenging, but I had emerged stronger, wiser, and more resilient.
