That wonderful time of year has come again where frightened freshman wonder if their lives would really be over if they failed all of their classes and dropped out of college. Unfortunately, most of us don't see that as an option. Instead we slave over our books, cuddle up with our computers, and write papers pertaining to St. Augustine. And then there are the select few who spend all of their time on Facebook and writing blog posts instead of working on their take home finals. I hate to admit it, but I am definitely a procrastinator. The most difficult part of finals week (at least for me) is not the work load, but rather the fact that I am expected to work during a week where we have absolutely no classes. Without those classes, motivation is very hard to come by. There is no constant reminder that YOU WILL DIE if you don't do well in your classes. Instead, the snow falls steadily outside, blanketing the campus in white powder, warm and cozy beds get a hell of a lot more comfortable, hot chocolate becomes your best friend in the world, and all thoughts of school vanish.
Tis the season.
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