I can't believe that my Spanish class is finally over. I mean, I still have to take the final but I am taking it in the testing center which means I won't have to go into the class on Tuesday. It... is... over. I just can't believe it.
First of all, I can't believe it is MAY already. School started in January and it is May! May seemed so far away. It seemed so long. I started counting down, only 9 weeks left, 8... and then it was the end.
I wanted to quit so badly. Well, I didn't even want to start. I was dreading the class, thinking about having to talk in front of others, be partners with others. I was panicked and I almost just gave up and didn't even sign up for the class. I made myself do it. Once I got there I wanted to drop it, I just wanted to give up. Every day was a struggle.
Now it is over and I made it. I can't believe I made it. Looking back to the beginning when I almost didn't sign up for the class, I am glad that I did. If I didn't do it I would have had to still take the class at some point. But now it is done and over with.
I have another class I am in, this one I wanted to drop as well. I thought it would never end. But it has. I made it to the end on this one too. I still have to go into this class next Wednesday but it is the last day.
I feel like having a huge party. I feel like I can finally breathe. It makes me feel like, no matter what the situation is there IS a light at the end of the tunnel and you WILL make it there eventually. Things may seem so dark and bleak but when you reach the light, it is just like... wow. I just... wow. haha.