Holy anti-oppressive practice, Batman.
The term is over.
Over as in the last paper turned in, I paid my library fines so I could see my final grades, I've accepted my financial aid for next term, we register for fall term in a month, macro theory has given me PTSD .... over.
I was going to look up my stats for the year ... you know ... something horribly self indulgent and poor me, look how many pages I read and wrote.
But come on. It's graduate school. I read: a bunch. I wrote: a little less than I read. I worried: more than I should have.
My GPA: who cares? It was a job well done.
Well, all right. That's a total lie. I completely, wholly and totally care about my GPA, but grades won't be posted until next week.
For now, well done, MSWers. Well done.