The End of an Error

Here's what I have to say:

Laaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!

Guess who killed her Austen final yesterday? And then threw her Fem Thought paper at her professor? And then had a rockin' end-of-semester evaluation for the writing job?

Again, I say: Laaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!

Then. Then! This introvert dug deep into the last reserve supply of energy and went out to celebrate the end of the semester with all my other writing consultant peeps.

It was (1) a dive bar, and (2) a karaoke bar. Which means: bring out the tequila for B. 

These are my favorite writing consultant peeps EVER. We have such a great time and I love, love, love working with them!

One of our supervisors kicked off the karaoke with "Turn Around." We were all yelling it at the top of our lungs. So classay.

I went home and literally face planted into the bed. G was my chauffeur last night - surprise, surprise, he did not, in fact, join us at the dive bar.

I woke up at 3:00 and reminded myself that I don't have to study anymore.

Then I woke up at 6:30 in terror, and then reminded myself that all the work is done.

And then I slept in until glorious, delicious, marvelous EIGHT A.M.

When I got up, Lucyfer and I did the happy dance all over the living room because we didn't immediately have to start on a paper or go teach or something.

Laaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!

And! I've received several emails from my students, saying that either (1) my class was their favorite this semester, and/or (2) I was their favorite professor! What? I mean, I know they're desperate for a good grade, but still! Ego boost!

And get this: a student of mine from last semester contacted me and wants to meet today. She had me for Comp 1 and is now finishing up Comp 2 and she wants me to see all the improvements in her writing because she thinks my class helped her! What????? Why can't I receive this much validation like on a daily basis??

Ok, gotta hydrate. Tequila always sounds like a good idea and then...well, not so much.

Happy Friday! I SURVIVED THE SEMESTER!!