So this basically sums it up:
I should be extatic right now because I just took my last final ever and am now Done with College.
But no.
I am, instead, disappointed at how badly I think I did on my exam.
In other news, when I got back to my room there was an e-mail waiting for me in my mailbox from my bio professor. We got a 90% on The Worst Oral Report Ever. I <3 J.C.
Of note: Troubador is no longer swimming in a bowl of his own filth, Doves is tonight, and it's Danny's birthday. Woo for drinking legality.
Happy birthday, you.