To The Week Before Finals

To The Week Before Finals

It'll all be over soon.


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.

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A Letter To My Freshman Dorm Room As I Pack Up My Things

Somehow a 15' x 12' room became a home.


Dear Geary 411,

With your creaky beds, concrete walls, and mismatched tile floors, you are easily overlooked as just another room we were randomly assigned to— but you were different. Inside your old walls, I have made some of the best memories of my life that I will hold on to forever.

Thank you for welcoming my neighbors in with open arms who quickly became friends who didn't knock and walked in like you were their own.

I feel like an apology is needed.

We're sorry for blaring the music so loud while getting ready and acting like we can actually sing when, in reality, we know we can't. Sorry for the dance parties that got a bit out of control and ended with us standing on the desks. Sorry for the cases of the late-night giggles that came out of nowhere and just would not go away. Sorry for the homesick cries and the "I failed my test" cries and the "I'm dropping out" cries. We're sorry for hating you at first. All we saw was a tiny and insanely hot room, we had no idea what you would bring to us.

Thank you for providing me with memories of my first college friends and college experiences.

As I stand at the door looking at the bare room that I first walked into nine months ago I see so much more than just a room. I see lots and lots of dinners being eaten at the desks filled with stories of our days. I see three girls sitting on the floor laughing at God knows what. I see late night ice cream runs and dance battles. I see long nights of homework and much-needed naps. Most importantly, I look at the bed and see a girl who sat and watched her parents leave in August and was absolutely terrified, and as I lock you up for the last time today, I am so proud of who that terrified girl is now and how much she has grown.

Thank you for being a space where I could grow, where I was tested physically, mentally and emotionally and for being my home for a year.


A girl who is sad to go

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What I Wish I Knew About Life After High School Before I Had To Live It

Life after high school isn't always what you expected it to be.


So you're about to graduate high school and you think you have it all figured out. You and your best friends are going to stay close throughout college and you're going to take those long road trips in college to see each other. Think again.

Life after high school isn't always what you want it to be. You think you'll miss high school, you'll always be close with your high school besties, and you'll have all this free time in college. That's just not entirely true. I personally do not miss high school. I don't really talk to anyone I went to high school with on a regular basis, and I'm totally OK with that. I have friends in college that I believe will be my lifelong friends whereas my friends in high school didn't make an effort to keep in contact with me after high school.

I haven't had all the free time I've dreamed of in college, because I'm busy with school and meetings. When I'm not doing homework, I'm making sure the rest of my life is in order and all my stuff for school is in line. I'm not the crazy party girl that people think I am because of where I go to school. I'd rather sit in bed and watch Netflix than go out with my friends. I'm not a 4.0 student, but I work so hard in my classes just to make sure that I'm passing. I study a week before tests and still don't always make A's. And that's OK. It's not what I expected during my college years, but it's what's happening, and most of my friends are the same way.

Anne Marie Bonadio

Just know that life in college isn't all easy, breezy, and beautiful like Covergirl. It's hard and you will struggle whether it be in school or with your friends. College isn't always complete freedom. You'll be tied down with school and life and you won't have the free time that you always imagined. You won't always be best friends with your high school friends. You won't be taking those road trips because you won't be able to afford them, and if you're like me, your parents won't let you.

College won't be exactly what you dreamed it'll be, but it'll be some of the best years of your life.

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