The Worst Finals Are Over

I am now done with four of my five finals. And I think the one I have left is hopefully one of the easier ones. I had two of them today. The first was EU-US Relations. It was probably my hardest final. A few of the short answer (paragraph or so long) questions were kind of tricky. And then my long essay seemed to just sort of drag on. Oh well. We'll see how that one goes. In the afternoon, I had my Environmental Policies final. Pretty easy. That should be the one class where I definitely have an A.

So I have not really done much since my last post except study. I did actually start cleaning my room today. I cannot believe how dusty things get in just over three months. And yeah. My pile of papers to recycle is growing ever higher. I haven't started packing yet though. Maybe I should start that tomorrow.

I also made it out to the Weinachtsmarkt again tonight for a few hours with Drew, Brian, and Emily. And we met up with Trish there. We tried this interesting dessert thing. It was some type of cherry strudel or something. And I bought a few more presents for people. I should probably finish that up pretty soon as well.

I can't believe I am going home in four days. It doesn't feel like it is that close. I have to check out of my room on Thursday at 11.00. That's super soon. And I have to have my entire room cleaned and all my stuff packed up before that. So I need to get on that stuff. I feel like this semester really has flown by. I'm all done with papers and classes and almost done with finals.

And before I know it, I'll be back in the states. I wonder what that will be like. I mean, because obviously people change in four months. Like I have probably changed without even realizing it, and obviously everyone else has been living their lives back at home, and they have probably changed somewhat in four months as well. So we'll see if it's weird being back home or if it's just normal or what. It shall be interesting I'm sure. But I've been reassured multiple times that "reverse culture shock" or whatever you want to label it is completely normal and helps you grow as a person. Although I feel like knowing that it is normal probably makes you grow less as a person, because instead of struggling to overcome the weirdness you just write it off as being normal. Anyway, there's my thought for the day.