Midterm done.
Brain...largely dead.
Grade...uncertain.
I went into a SECOND BLUE BOOK. My hand is also ded. There's a big 'ol dent in one side of one finger from clutching the pencil. I spent nearly the entire class period on the essays. I've /never/ almost run out of time in a test before. It was bizarre and strange. And I probably should have written more, but I just got tired of it all.
Brain...largely dead.
Grade...uncertain.
I went into a SECOND BLUE BOOK. My hand is also ded. There's a big 'ol dent in one side of one finger from clutching the pencil. I spent nearly the entire class period on the essays. I've /never/ almost run out of time in a test before. It was bizarre and strange. And I probably should have written more, but I just got tired of it all.