By Anna-Rose Zayan
There is a certain bittersweet feeling in being on the plane home after this semester.
Leaving home at the start of the semester is difficult and scary because you are going somewhere completely unknown, with cultures clashing left and right, but going back home after that semester is even harder. I can’t wait to get home, see my family and my friends, have a nice summer after finals and get back to “normal” life. I am also really sad to leave Temple behind, the American university system which I’ve learned to love and the routine I’ve gotten used to over the last few months.
My finals consisted of papers to submit rather than exams to sit, and I lived on Richie’s coffee and the Charles library light for those two weeks. They were a great way for me to wrap up the academic year, because I really enjoyed working on the literature papers and art projects I was assigned as finals. My experience at Temple was great partially thanks to how enjoyable the classes I took were—both due to the professors and the groups I was in.