Candy canes, hot chocolate and crowded libraries, they’re all synonymous with one thing--finals season is in the air (or for some at least, it’s already done with and they’re busy tanning their backsides in Barbados). Between writing papers (ew) and eating so much junk food that Cheetos dust is running through my bloodstream, I’ve had some time to reflect over semester one of my college experience.
Not only have you not started your holiday shopping, but you haven't started that 20-page paper that's due in 12 hours. Welcome to finals week! It's the most stressful time of the year, where you get to play catch up on all the reading assignments you skipped for the past 4 months while you simultaneously study for 5 exams that happen within two days.
You set your alarm for 8am, then check it 3 times to make sure it's right. Just to be safe, you set your phone alarm too. Everyone knows the urban legend about the time the power went out and that poor student slept through the exam that was worth 50% of her grade. That's not going to be you.
Let’s be honest. There were times when you weren’t sure you’d make it. You were optimistic back in August, but less so as the months wore on. You started your countdown on Halloween, and were ready to tear your own hair out over Thanksgiving break. By the time finals week had rolled around you had already checked out. But somehow, somehow you’ve managed to make it through.
This week was pretty eh. I mean, between finals, grad school applications, and the 25 feet of snow outside, we’ve all had a rough few days. Luckily we've been writing feverishly (what else are we supposed to do when we’re cooped up inside?) so you have plenty to read while you’re procrastinating that 10-page research paper.
It's that time of year when it seems like everything is gray and bleak....and that's why we thought it was a great day for a comeback tour for this awesome video. Jessica, one of our favorite preschoolers, reminds us just how awesome our lives can be. Because when times get rough, and writing a 12-page paper in 3 hours is rough, we all need our daily affirmations.
Finals Week has officially crept into our lives like the Grinch who stole Thirsty Thursdays. I know I’ve spent the past three days straight camping out in the library, creating classical music radio stations on my Pandora and eating Wheat Thins and coffee for breakfast, lunch and dinner.
Boof. Finals Time. AKA the darkest of dark times for college students who are holed up in libraries with nothing but a Jimmy John's sandwich and a prayer.
The last few weeks of the semester can get a little stressful. And not because you just can’t seem to find the perfect present for everyone on your list (or in my case because you keep getting distracted by Macy’s shoe department and never get around to buying those other presents), but because of finals. Remember those? Probably not.
We all need a break from the finals madness sometimes, and the ladies at College Candy know this better than anyone else. So we've compiled a list of our favorite ways to procrastinate...just don't blame us if you have to pull an all-nighter right before that calc final.
I love the first week back after Thanksgiving break. No scratch that, I hate it, actually. But what I do like is what that week represents. It’s the beginning of the end.
The week after Thanksgiving break can always be pretty overwhelming. If you haven't started preparing for your final projects, papers, or exams yet, you might be feeling if you're drowning. And sometimes, even if you have gotten a good head start on your assignments, the fast approaching deadlines can be terrifying.
In order to maximize your Thanksgiving break, you took the last flight back to campus. You lugged your oh-my-god-why-is-this-so-heavy luggage - now overflowing with clean laundry, Black Friday goodies and Gladwear filled with leftovers - from the airport to your house/apartment/dorm room.
I’ve sat down to write the first entry of the column that will chronicle my final year as a college student about fifty a few times now, but I just haven’t been able to figure out where to start. So I figure I might as well start with the truth: I can’t seem to write this column because I’m not really sure how I feel about this whole “senior year” thing.
It's that time of year again. Yep, the time when suddenly it's the end of August and you are stuck on your bed staring at all of shiz you need to pack into boxes for another successful (and sometimes difficult) year in college. You get slightly excited for another year to pummel you in the face with good times and countless hours in the lib. Can you feel it?
magine your time in college without finals exams. Can't do it? Sound like music to your ears? Well, it may become reality for some extremely lucky students. Harvard is making its professors decide within the first week of class whether or not there will be a final exam at the end of semester.
Stress has been my companion for as long as I can remember. I’m the kind of girl who likes having a million things to do because I love feeling productive. Unfortunately, I tend to take on more than I can handle. This leads to late nights, early mornings, constant worrying, tiredness, and, well…you know the routine.
Would You Rather be able to go back in time and fix a mistake you made and possibly change the course of your life OR get a glimpse of your future but not be able to change anything about it?
As I sit elbow-deep in final papers, projects and exams that are all due within the next week, saying I'm counting down the seconds until the end of the semester is the understatement of the year. No. Of the century. But if I relayed that fact to my senior friends that are actually graduating in a couple of weeks, they'd smack me.
Finals Week has officially crept into our lives like the Grinch who stole Thirsty Thursdays. I know I've spent the past three days straight camping out in the library, creating classical music radio stations on my Pandora and eating Wheat Thins and coffee for breakfast, lunch and dinner. I can't even remember the last time I've showered at this point, but a recent armpit sniff test proves it's been too long.
The school year is almost over, and although summer vacation is right around the corner, the end of the school year also comes with a lot of stress: studying for finals, writing term papers, and (for seniors) graduation. Thinking about it too much is enough to make anyone depressed.
Spring semester is winding down, and when we're stuck in the library for 24 hours at a time with our eyes glued to a textbook and an energy drink surgically attached to our hands, it's easy to count down to seconds until summer vacation. But as we all know, life back at home can be a drag an adjustment.
Alright, I know this is coming really late (there’s only like 2 weeks left of school) but my roommate is driving me crazy. It's like all the annoying things she did all year that I ignored are bubbling over and I want to punch her. She's messy, she's loud. Like, underwear on the floor messy. I didn’t want to say anything to her because we don’t have any time left but with finals and everything I am really stressed and my room just isnt the sanctuary that I need it to be.
Pulling all-nighters, running on coffee and 5-hour-energy shots, and making the library your new permanent residence? College is already hard enough! Then, at the end of every semester, we have to deal with EXAMS.
This time of year is so stressful. I'm so stressed out, I'm stressing about all of the TV shows I have to try and DVR every day. Job interviews are flooding my planner (yay), senior thesis papers are suffocating my existence, and trying to wiggle time to party with my closest friends before graduation is like trying to fit a fat man in a small jacket (nearly impossible).