Well, that didn’t go poorly at all. In fact, I think it was probably the best paper I’ve written this semester. Hopefully my marks reflect that. Even if they don’t, the happiness I derived from that paper means a lot to me. But wow, did I walk out with a bruised hand at the end of it. See, as a left-hander, I write really weirdly. My hand bends at the wrist to form a ninety degree angle with my arm. So where paper is not printed well, or is cut poorly, my little finger bears the brunt of the paper cuts. That’s pretty much what happened today.
A long nap later, what dawned on me was that I was three days from going home. Hearing that news has made me immensely happy.
Tejas Rao 