When the hell did November get here? That is what I want to know. Seriously, just yesterday I was telling y'all how to prepare your brains for August and get back into the school mode. And now it's November. How did that happen and how can I make it stop?
• Gap year lessons • Best foods to eat before an exam • The ultimate school playlist • Emma Watson talks about life at a (non-magical) school • Why can't this girl get here work done? • Plan ahead to avoid the post-Thanksgiving crunch
Now let me start this off by saying I have nothing against freshman. I volunteer at Orientation every year. I dutifully hand out identification cards and point them in the direction of the cafeteria/registrar/financial aid office. I’ll help them get through Writing 101. I’ll edit their articles. I’ll listen to their incessant chatter in the library with mild amusement. But um…well…actually, it’s probably a little bit more than mild amusement.
It’s that time of year during which my peers and I are go crazy trying to prepare for upcoming midterms, lab practicals, 10-page essays, and other ultra stressful, all-nighter inclining assignments. Although I am not pre-med, almost everyone in my classes is (it’s the sad reality of being a nutrition major) and their academic stress and competitiveness can be contagious if one is not careful.
So I'm new at this whole midterms thing. The idea that I've been more or less lounging around for the past 6 weeks and then - wham! - I'm hit with a test that's worth 40% of my grade...that's kind of crazy.
Fall is in full swing. The pumpkin spice lattes are a part of your daily ritual. You’ve broken in your new fall boots. You’ve given up that whole turning over a new leaf idea - you know, the one that involved getting your homework done on time. And hey, just in time for midterms too.
November 2nd is quickly coming. Yep, the Midterm Election -- when you get to vote for your favorite Senator, Congressman/Congresswoman, or Governor for your state -- is almost here! Although there's a ton of hype about the election in the news, it often flies over the heads of many college students (and, dare I say, females).
You’ve spent the past 4 nights in the library flipping through your tattered notebook. You’ve highlighted and re-highlighted all the most important sections in the textbook.
Your 10 page paper on the complete works of Shakespeare is due in less than a week. You vowed to spend all of Sunday at the library working on it, but an impromptu beer pong tournament broke out at your house on Saturday night and you were so busy eating Oreo Cakesters and chugging Vitaminwater that the entire day passed you by.
• The bombshell walks away from Victoria's Secret. • What weird sh*t did Lady Gaga wear now?! • Should tall girls wear high heels? • Need to improve that concentration for midterms? Try this. • It seems the Situation might have a situation in bed. • Because it's Friday. And this is really freaking cute.
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.
I just wish I could be somewhere else for an hour. Somewhere with no stress, no assignments, no anything but pure bliss and relaxation. Like in bed...with Joel McHale and Paul Rudd...while Paula Deen feeds us big, buttery cupcakes. Or on a yacht with Beyonce and Jay-Z, just hanging out and admiring the brand new Louboutin pumps they got me for my birthday.
We are reaching the week in the semester that is marked on every college students’ calendar. Whether the seven days in the planner reads “PUNTA CANA” in big letters or are filled by a volunteer service trip, Spring Break has finally arrived.