There's a new trend sweeping college campuses across the nation– the professors assigning major assignments (even tests) the week before finals. They might even administer their finals for this week too. And while I sit here drowning in assignments and projects I can't help but wonder, why does it feel like finals week lasts two weeks?
Us college students are the masters of procrastination, late night study session gurus and major coffee connoisseurs– especially at this time of year. The norm would be for my study sessions and caffeine-induced shakes to be a dominant part of my life starting the week of finals– but alas, here I am stressing over assignments, tests and projects that are added onto my finals week workload. So I can't really start my truly studying for final exams until I can accomplish the tasks being thrown at me this week.
But this really makes me think.
Maybe (and hear me out on this) our professors are just as bad at procrastination as we are.
They come into the school year, with hope that the class will be filled with students hungry to learn– but when it's the first day of class, they walk into a classroom of us.
Don't get me wrong, I can spot the geniuses among me. I know that someone amongst my classes will be a lucrative mogul in the business world, an unparalleled success in the line of forestry or even a pioneer in engineering. But before anyone can achieve those successes, they have to sit through the foundations of Human Resource Management (Toby Flenderson? No, thank you). This isn't bashing anyone who wants to be in Human Resource Management– you're job is very important and I'm sorry "The Office" has put such a poor connotation on it.
All I'm saying here is that our professors tackle school the same way we do.
They come in hopeful, realize how long the semester is and then start counting down for Thanksgiving. But just when it seems like it will never end, it flashes by in the blink of an eye and now it's Thanksgiving. And soon thereafter it will be the week before finals week, which brings me here.
The same way we go into their offices begging for extra credit, they are logging into their grade books finding more ways to grade us (only to see they haven't graded anything since September). Finals week has snuck up on them and hit them aside the head with a big stick, just like it has done to us. So not only are the assignments heavy, but the tensions are high.
We're holding on for dear life out here. Christmas is around the corner and we can already smell the Christmas tree. I think I can already hear my mom's shouting for joy as I pull into the driveway to embark on this crazy, month-long journey away from school — where the only thing we have to be concerned about is filling up our social calendars for our short amount of time we have at home.
So this week and next week, when the late night study sessions turn into early mornings study sessions when the caffeine high turns into a coffee induced coma just keep your mind the end goal in sight (aside from our degrees). It's almost the holidays and we are almost free from this semester.
Keep chuggin' along my friends, and we all will be just fine.