Evil Exams

Finals are all consuming. They honestly make me despise being a student. Let me just study for four days straight reading my tear smudged notes, barely leave my apartment, and fall asleep at my laptop. Bleh. I can think of no worse way to spend my last week in Rome. Alas, the demon exams go hand in hand with being a student.

I have finished three of my classes and have one exam left. Woot. My slavery exam was easier than I thought it would be. There were four essay questions and she wanted no more than one to two blue-book pages for each(which over here are give you the writing space of an 8.5 x 11). Luckily for me one of the essay questions was the topic that I wrote my research paper on (*evilly rubs hands together*).

My law final, which I fully expected to cry in the middle of, was actually tolerable. There were five essay questions that we had to answer. Three of which pertained to Libya and where/when/if Qudaffi's son should be tried. The other two questions were more general concepts.

It was a challenge, and one of the questions I had no clue how to answer. But considering we have never applied in class the concepts and cases we have learned I thought I did alright. Plus, I did not melt into a puddle of tears. Bonus!

There is no since in worrying about any of them now. I studied my heart out and did the best that I could. Plus, I can't exactly change anything now.

With that I am off to bed. I have to get some sleep so I can conquer my last final (Italian) tomorrow morning. I may just have to skip the mile back to my apartment when I am done...