Today
as I walked around campus I got this bizarre feeling from everyone. If you
looked into the eyes of a person you could see their soul. The face was gaunt,
the stride was sluggish, and the skin was necrotic. We must be getting close to finals.
I do
believe me and my fellow colleagues and everyone in school at the moment is
suffering from a new disease I just made up called “endofthesemester necrosis.”
This damaging disease occurs when all the professors decide to have their finals
all at the same time. We have worked so hard through the semester and now in
the end…we want to give up and just be done. Our study habits start to dwindle,
we lose interest in things we once thought interesting, we DO NOT want to go to
that 7.30am chemistry class -_- , and we start to BS everything. We start to
become zombies..(maybe this is the real zombie apocalypse) SO as helpless
students this adds up quite quickly and then we have a sympathetic nervous
system reaction (pretend you are getting chased by a rabid bear for you non-medical
folk….) I am guilty of getting EXTREMELY laid back when it comes to the end. I
must conquer it. However, with that seductive siren named Christmas seductively
calling me and a stomach full of turkey and yams…it’s not that easy. It sucks.
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| I saw this man on campus today. True Story. And all he did was bleed on his math book... |
I remember it happening as a senior
in high school. Where every day seems meaningless and miserable. Where my
amigos just lose their luster and all I want is for it to be done. And guess
what. It ended. And it was super
weird (sometimes I have an allergic reaction to being an adult…they are not
fun). As with this semester all things come to an end. We as students just have
to put our big boy pants on and wade through the grey mass of senselessness.
Then once we reach that blessed Monday when all the classes are done. We look
back and feel triumphant. Then we miss that loathsome thing that is school and
we go insane and go back another semester. We are fickle things. Whatever is
your motivation. Keep at it. (I could use a massive bottle of Motivation…I could
overdose pretty quickly I do believe…) Through thick and thin, hell and back,
we can’t give up. If we do…it all means nothing. Three Cheers for school and
Three cheers for Finals week!
(and maybe three cheers for caffeine and youtube to keep us
distracted….)
P.S. Award yourself 200 blog points
for reading! You go Glen Coco!
P.P.S Award another 200 points if
you leave feedback….
P.P.P.S Award another 500 points if
you make it through the semester. Alive. And not a Zombie…
P.P.P.P.S 300 points to RAVENCLAW!
It's true. It's like we start the semester with bright eyes and dreams, but even after midterms we're ready for the next phase in life. I believe humans were not meant to be subject to pure lecture and book work without having side effects. Just sayin'.
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