Yes, it’s true: it’s the final countdown (and I don’t mean the annoying song by Europe, because I won’t do that to you right now). The semester is drawing to a close, final exams are rapidly approaching, and we are all awaiting the commencement of winter break with bated breath.
Finally. Sometimes I thought it would never come.
But, you see, here’s the thing. Although I’m glad that the work is almost over and I’ll be going home to four weeks of zero academic responsibilities, at the same time, I don’t want it to end. My first semester of college has been very good to me – albeit stressful much of the time – and I wish it could last just a little bit longer. I don’t know what the future holds (a lot of work, I imagine), so I’d rather stick with what I have now – great classes, some semblance of a social life, and experiences that I’ll never forget with people whom I’ll always cherish. Though I would like to skip those final exams, if you don’t mind.
Of course, time waits for no woman. This semester won’t last forever, which I suppose is a good thing for some. It’s time to start looking ahead to January and my second semester of college. Armed with three months’ worth of knowledge on how to handle the college life, I should be able to breeze through the spring without too much trouble. Right?
Well, the more I think about it, the more I start to believe it might not be that much of a cakewalk. There’s the second (and infinitely more difficult) introductory film analysis course I’m taking next semester in which I must get a B+ or better to even apply for the film studies major…yikes. And the English class I’m taking is rumored to be unusually heavy on the reading; while I do love to read and the syllabus looks incredible, I don’t want Thomas Hardy and Oscar Wilde to completely consume my life. Then there are the two science classes I’m obliged to take in order to get my distribution requirements out of the way. Me + science/math = a very sorry equation.
Okay, so the academics are still going to be tough. But, hey, what else can you expect from an institution of higher education? Classes aside, at least, the next semester should be easier to deal with. I’ve already adjusted nicely to life on campus, I’ve made a fantastic group of friends, and I’m involved in some extra-curricular activities that I enjoy. If I could survive the fall, I’ll be able to survive the spring.
Maybe looking ahead this intently isn’t such a bright idea right now, when I have finals to worry about. But all my worries aside, I’m positive that the spring semester is going to bring with it some of the best experiences of my life. And warm weather…thank God.
What are you looking forward to most about starting a new semester of school?