Dead week and finals week: the two most dreaded and dreadful weeks all semester. Filled with chaos, long nights (thank goodness Gaylord lets me stay until 6 a.m.), early mornings, carpel tunnel and blood shot eyes from looking at the computer screen for too long. These weeks, quite frankly, suck.
They are stressful, exhausting, frustrating, and sad. They also signal the end of a chapter, and the beginning of a new one. Dead and finals week lead to long breaks and frequent naps, and leaving friends for a month to see family.
Mine was exactly that. My dead week began with a 15 page honors paper, huge final video production, a 15 minute television show pitch, and a 10 minute presentation in Spanish. In case you’re wondering, no I did not get any sleep that week. Night after night, I stayed up until the sun was about to rise, surviving on Dr. Pepper, sour patch kids, and the occasional Tapingo meal. Finals week was less stressful, only two long nights – Sunday and Thursday. Three exams, way too many projects, and a ridiculously long paper later, I can breathe.
It’s my birthday. After the most stressful weeks of my life, I get to celebrate life with the ones I love. Soon I get to travel back home to Tulsa to see my dad, and Florida to see my mom and brothers. It’s been a great day, surrounded by hope, kindness, joy and cake. What a wonderful life to live and thrive in.
As I reflect on the last two weeks, it’s exciting to see that I can make it and I can succeed. College doesn’t have anything on this 20 year old. Cheers to this semesters triumphs and failures and being better for them. Cheers to the upcoming semesters and the challenges I’ll face. Cheers to living life to the fullest, making a difference, and being with the ones I love.
See you next semester,