Stress hits me from all angles at once. Why is that?

Anyway, I managed to write like a mother. I filled up two exam books of postcolonialist feminist brainfart in 2 1/2 hours. I feel like I'm done, even though i have two more exams left. NOt too worried about those as much as I stressed about this one. BUT!!! I got my 15 pager back and I got an amazing mark. I am so happy. I feel like I'm actually good at something. This year has been an incredible year of academics for me. At least that is positive in my mind right now.

As per my comment below about being a black dude magnet: aparently there is something about me that is attractive to them becuase of all the attention of which i was bestowed.