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I’m sitting here, the day before my last lecture of nursing school, working on my last presentation of my last paper. I almost wish there was something exciting about it. Something that makes me want to say, “This is it! This is the one!” But really, I am so over it.
This must be what senioritis feels like. The senioritis I haven’t been able to feel all quarter. Â I’ve only got a few days left and it’s finally catching up to me – but I still have stuff to do! I’ve got a paper that’s just finished and I’ve got to present it…but all I want to do is sit and read a book or watch a good movie. Alright, well, I actually am watching a movie while typing this, and trying to finish my presentation — which probably isn’t the best combination.
BUT IT’S REALLY, REALLY hard to concentrate on this! Graduation is so close and, really, is the instructor going to read it? I mean, yes, she probably will… but will it matter? Part of me is freaking out that if I don’t do this with 110% of my energy, she’s going to fail me and I’m not going to graduate. And the other part of me says, “Come on, really? Just do it and be done.” I wish there was more excitement to it. I mean, this is IT, the LAST ONE! But there’s nothing there. I just want it over. Almost.
