The Final Final.

I took my final final tonight. We were all rather disgruntled that we had to do a GXT (graded exercise test) beforehand on a volunteer in the class which we WEREN’T getting graded on. Nuances helped reinforce things we learned, things that were on the test. But otherwise, most of us wondered why the hell we were doing this the day of the final.

Given that I aced the other two exams, and I got a 98 on my paper, I think I did just fine in the class. I probably got some stupid questions wrong on the final, knowing me. I always get the hard stuff right, and the easy stuff wrong. There was a bunch of calculations at the end. I’m so glad my AP Physics teacher taught me how to write out my units. Seriously. Numbers are meaningless without units.

It was dark out by the time I finished. I took a moment to pause and look around.

“Damn it, Jim, other people have birthdays. Why are we treating yours like a funeral?” -Bones, Star Trek II

I think the sense of achievement has been an ongoing feeling. Now I feel, “Well, what’s next? What have you done lately?” My big vision for the summer is to spend a lot of time on a nude beach. So. My goal for tomorrow is for Candi and I to have everything so we can go. Not warm enough yet to go. But I want to know that if we want to go, we can just GO. Staying goal-orientated seems to calm me. Not knowing what the hell I’m going to do with myself just messes with my psyche. If I have any momentary urges, that’s great. But having mini-goals and plans calms me down, gives me something to look forward to.

Even if it’s something silly like cleaning the kitchen sink. Which looks all sexy and clean now thankyouverymuch.