Nothing makes me realize my full potential like finals week can. I learn that I can survive on no sleep, copious amounts of sugar and tears. I find myself with the superhuman capabilities of writing several pages in an amount of time where any other time of the year it would not be possible .

Finals week, this one is for you.

If it was not for the sheer amount of work and stress you impose on college students, I may never have learned suddenly how many other things there are to do besides my homework. My room has not been cleaner all semester.There is nothing like an important final to make me realize that I really could think better if all my clothes were color-coordinated.

Thank you for making me reconsider my New Year's resolutions I haven't gotten around to all year. It still counts if I start going to the gym in December right? I just found those tennis shoes I’ve been looking for all semester since I've cleaned my room, and now I want to wear them. I will probably get more done after I exercise anyway.

Thank you for helping me realize how creative I truly am, and for giving me a chance to put my English major skills to use.

“ Dear Professor, I am terribly sorry a phantom gust of wind caught me by surprise and swept my paper right out of my grasp. I would be forever grateful if you would give me some extra time for me to turn in a truly excellent essay. I really care about your class ” . Pure poetry.

Finals week, you made me realize just how many times it is actually possible to cry in one day. Thank you for really helping me get in touch with my emotions. You really know how to bring out the sensitive side in everyone.Because of your demanding pressures, relationships with my mother and close friends have improved. I find myself reaching out to them daily to seek comfort when I turn to face the deadlines quickly approaching.

Thank you for robbing me of all the joy of the holiday season. Because of you, I cannot spend time on the important things, like sipping hot cocoa and contemplating the falling snow. I have to put off my Christmas crafting until winter break starts. Is it really possible to make a proper scarf for my grandmother in a few short days? I think not. I must instead stare at a blank word document hoping words somehow appear, and try my hardest to remember whatever facts I tried cramming into my brain the night before.

Finals week, You will not be missed.

Until next time,

A disgruntled and tired student who just wants to pass.