We're all counting the days. So as per usual I'm reverting to childhood to offer some inspiration and fun to get us there.
Who else LOVED Tarzan as a kid? It is one of my all-time favs.
Here are some wonderful words from Tarzan and its soundtrack.
Here's the deal;
Stress takes a toll on our appearance this close to midterms. Keep the faith. And don't fret if you've worn the same sweatpants four times this week. We get it.
Along the same line, your teachers may make you do ridiculous things for your midterm project. Again, don't fret. Nobody thinks was your idea.
If you feel like in order to make it through the next two weeks you must watch at least 6 hours of How I met Your Mother every night. You do you.
STAY HEALTHY. It is no fun at all being sick during many long nights of cramming. Watch out, Scoob!
Oh, Phil Collins you angel, you. If you're an art major like myself, most of your midterms will probably be prompted as such; make/write/design/perform something AWESOME that will make me weep/screech/jump for joy. In this instance, just go with your gut. Producing something unique to you will almost always get you farther than producing to people-please.
Don't neglect your buddies. You're all suffering and misery loves company!
When your professors spew last minute-Goliath like-assignments your way try to keep your cynic levels low. Also, listen to Smile by Nat King-Cole. It will make you feel so melodramatic you may actually smile.
REMEMBER that this life is temporary. Midterms do not last forever. Let your goals motivate you.
If you're dating, it's totally cool to trim some hang-out time with your beau to study.
If they're any good, they won't mind one bit.
Call your family. Venting about all the shenanigans you're facing will make you feel better, and give them the impression you really want to come home (which you really,really do).
Anyone feel like a Tarzan movie night now? Me too.
