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I feel strange. I wrote the last paper of my MA today.
I am supposed to feel happy that I’ve finished all my exams, feel thrilled because I’ve accomplished a certain purpose, feel thankful because I’ve a job to look forward to. Instead, I feel none of this. I feel sad and empty inside.
Sad that I will soon have to leave this place which has been more than home to me for the last two years, disappointed that I may not be studying French for quite a while from now.
It really is funny how life takes its turns and twists.