It’s the last week of classes. Or, as my friends and I affectionately call it, Hell Week.
You see, finals are easy. You have nowhere to go and nothing to do but study as hard as you possibly can all day, take the test, and move on to more studying. You have one job: pass your tests.
Hell Week, though… it’s a doozy. You have to balance all the end-of-semester tests, projects, and essays on top of classes and normal responsibilities. It’s as if academia is pushing its acceleration pedal all the way down and its breaking the speed limit. There’s no way you can keep up. Days are spent rushing from one thing to the next and nights pass by in the library guzzling coffee trying to cope.
I’m currently sitting at the Circulation Desk. I went to the library to print an essay, saw the librarians manning the desk, and asked if they needed someone to work. Extra hours for Amelia! Score! Anyways… the library is an absolute beehive! This is normal for right before finals, but we are still a week away. Clearly, Hell Week is going to be painful for pretty much everyone.
What do I have in store for me this week?
Ten page essay due tomorrow. Final portfolio due Wednesday. Senior Banquet on Friday. A plethora of Christmas parties, plus the Yule Ball (the best dance of the year) on Saturday. Another ten page essay due next Monday. And two final exams.
My goals this week: get the portfolio done, write the essay, try to stay sane.
It’s the final push. Let’s do this.