Today being the last day of Thanksgiving break, a general sense of panic is settling in — which likely won’t abate until the start of winter break. Only two weeks are left of the fall semester, and all of the work that I class work I may have slacked off on is coming back with a vengeance. Finals week (aka Hell week) from freshman year is literally the worst experience of college I’ve had… a dark stain on what was an otherwise great year of new friends, experiences, and acclimation to the college environment. Too many late — yet unproductive — nights leading up to exams was a harsh reality check on the fact that none of us really knew how to study coming in to college.
I’ve learned so much in the past year about the basics of a good work-ethic that my self-assured freshman self thought she already knew. Hopefully, I won’t repeat some of the same mistakes I made last year in my freshman-year naiveté. That being said, these next two weeks are going to be rough as hell, no matter what I do.
I’m so looking forward to winter break and what will hopefully be a non-stop reading marathon. This semester, my “to-read” list has grown to a near unmanageable length, so the goal is to blaze through as many of them as possible when I have time off. I’ve tried to incentivize it in this way: work as hard as you can the next two weeks to make winter break feel that much more deserved and enjoyable. Hopefully that’ll be enough to keep me motivated through the maelstrom of finals week.