It's the end of I-core as we know it, and I feel fine.

The business plan and presentation (Integrative core a.k.a. "I-core") that I have been working on for my MBA for the last 9 months *finally* came to a conclusion yesterday afternoon. My team and I were judged by a panel of people including an Ad exec, venture capitalist, investment banker etc etc. My team won in the end, but I don't care about that. What I am more concerned about is that, even though I killed myself and complained about this stupid project for the whole 9 months, even though I didn't even sleep an hour the night before the big presentation, and even though I reveled in the final catharsis after it was all done.....24 hours later, I am feeling this pinch of nostalgia now that it's all over. Wtf is that? Am I a masochist? I must be. I must be a masochist. Or I must have somehow become the kind of person who likes hard work, which I guess is the same thing as a masochist. I lament the beautiful lazy slacker that I used to be. Oh to be lazy again...