I start my exams tomorrow at 10 AM.
I have four exams to take, six hours in which to take each of them, spread over four days, adding up to a total of 24 hours of testing.
Monday, April 29: African American Intellectual History
Tuesday, April 30: Comics & Media Studies
Wednesday, May 1: off day
Thursday, May 2: African American Literature, pt. 1
Friday, May 3: African American Literature, pt. 2
I’m already tired, y’all.
But I will see this through. So many people believe in me and my ability to do this but most importantly, I believe in myself.
I’m thinking about what I’m feeling right now and for the most part, the inside of my head feels remarkably calm. I feel at peace. I want to attribute that to the care I took this week to feed my soul and rest my body and mind. I did all kinds of fun things: I got to meet my littlest friend, I took myself out to see Avengers: Endgame, and I beat out my anxiety on some drums at the Lemon Project Drum Circle. I was on a panel about grad school, hung out with my friends and did several face masks. And today, I spent a few hours in Charlottesville, surrounded by some of the people I love and admire most in this world.
Yeah, I reviewed a little bit each day, but I was mostly concerned with keeping myself calm and steady, because the more I pushed myself, the less likely it was that I’d be in the mental state to actually take the test. I read for five months; I read over 250 things. I know this material. All I have to do now is show my committee I know it. It was more important this last week to cultivate a positive energy and do only that which enhanced my mood and confidence rather than try to read a dozen more books.
Let the games begin.