I write this having just completed my final exam of college. However, I must write a brief tirade of the ludicrousness that is Deakin final exams. I have previously noted that exams are located an hour and a half tram ride in to the city, rather than on campus. That is not the most frustrating part.
Let me paint a mental picture of the testing center in the convention center. Imagine one student at one desk, begin to pan out to see more students at more desks separated by equal distances, now play epic music and pan out further to what appears to be an infinite amount of students sitting at an infinite amount of desks, with supervisors scurrying up and down the isles, like a scene straight out of The Matrix.
Fortunately, I will never have to do that again. I am done and only six days away from the next part of my adventure. Unfortunately, other people have ended earlier and are already on their trek home.
Saying good-byes on this side of the hemisphere is different. When I was leaving to come to Australia I made my peace knowing I would see all of my friends shortly. The good-byes now are a little more difficult. Certainly there are friends that I hope to see again, there are some that I know I will see again, and there are others that I know I will never see again.
Exams are over and I am only a few short days away from relaxing on the beach. That is reason to celebrate. On the other hand, the friends I have made and grown with over the past six months are all going their separate ways. That leaves me heavyhearted. Happiness and sadness thrown in to the blender that if life, producing a salsa that can be delicious and colorful, or sometimes can have a bit too much onion.