My Paper is Almost Done!

Yep...

Okay, I am in my fourth of 12 classes getting my master's in reading at ISU... This class has killed my soul for the last three months... I have learned, but only at the cost of my personal life (dwindling anyway) and my sense of humor. The crease between my eyes has become a deep crevasse, and my head is constantly knotted with preoccupation and feelings of inadequacy: the class is called "Assessing Literacy Learners" and I feel that there is never an answer that is totally right. Truth and certainty slither and writhe even as you grasp harder and with any effort you put forth.
Okay, maybe I could have tried harder: I don't know though, I was so discouraged. I have not been that way in a class in a long time. And I get the feeling that the point is to make us think: Okay, I get the point... I am thinking. Let the misery and pain end. Okay, I'm going back to work on the paper. I think it'll be done in an hour! I can't wait! Serenity Now!