These last couple weeks are very stressful and very difficult. Mostly because I have no motivation, and just want to eat pizza and watch Netflix. But we all must push through finals week, and every college kid has felt all of these emotions...
The last few classes before finals...
All of my interest. Right out of the window.
And then finals week came out of literally nowhere.
I am not mentally prepared for this. At all.
Attempting to mentally prepare for the hours of sitting behind your computer screen.
Mentally preparing for the tears and procrastination as well.
Trying to find the motivation to even look at a book.
Don't we all?
Getting back to your apartment after drinking five cups of coffee at the library.
My heart is beating out of my chest. And I still have no idea of anything I studied, so, you could say I'm thriving.
Visiting the professor's office hours and trying to learn everything they taught all semester.
I know that I should have done this a long time ago, but I didn't, and in my defense, I couldn't read your handwriting on the screen, so...
When you have an exam on Thursday at 8 AM and suddenly it's 11 PM Wednesday night.
Why do I procrastinate every. single. time. I have an exam? Why don't I just start studying a little earlier??
The feeling when you turn in your exam.
I don't even have anything to say about this one. We all know the feeling.
When you just have the gut feeling that you bombed it.
This feeling is even worse than the last one.
When you find out you didn't actually bomb it at all!!
This is probably the BEST feeling for a college kid.
Going home for Christmas break like...
BYEEEEEEEEEEEEE.