Blogger: Maddy Farkas
It’s that time of the semester when procrastinating for two hours in your dorm will still save you more time than trying to find a spot in the library. You eat Powerberries from Trader Joes thinking they will actually provide you with the power to write an essay, when really you’re just starving at 3 AM and have nowhere left to turn. It is 90 degrees outside and you’re convinced the sweat that just dripped from your thigh contained all that was left of your motivation. Time is irrelevant. One episode of Courage the Cowardly Dog turns into six. Two hours in the library turns into ten. It’s Finals Week.
Seven hours ago I took a study break. It is now 3:11 AM and I took a two-hour nap, filled my Netflix quota for the week, and managed to leave my backpack zipped the entire time. I commend those people who know how to put together a proper study routine. Every few hours I tell myself, “This week will be over before you know it!” Then I remember that life isn’t a DVR and I can’t fast forward through the commercials. (Commercials being exams and my life being an episode of the Daily Show. I wish I could pull off this Jew nose as well as Jon Stewart does.) Eventually I will need to crack down and go into full-blown study mode, but for now I remind myself that the time between now and my first final is an eternity. Unfortunately, 72 hours isn’t an eternity and essay plagiarism is frowned down upon.
If college has taught me anything, other than lofted beds being a dumb idea if you’re under 5’4”, it taught me time management. Where I started the year convincing myself I could write five pages in one night, I spent over a month putting together my final research paper. Apparently starting early and putting in a lot of effort pays off. Who knew?
With only a week left of my first year of college, I have been thinking a lot about what I anticipate in my sophomore year. My roommate and I are looking forward to our bathtub in Rangeview. I am going to apply for a radio show so I can infiltrate your ears with alternative rock and comedy. My on-campus job as a Tour Guide will allow me to drag prospective students to the top of Mt. Fiji on hot, summer days. (Kidding, Admissions Office!) A new U2 album might be released. (Unrelated but awesome!) And my recent discovery of the Skotcheim in the Green Bean is enough to make the rest of my time at Oxy a virtual trip to Disneyland.
Anyway, I wish everyone good luck during Finals! It’s hard to believe the year is already over, but it’s been a blast and I can’t say I’m ready to part with everyone for almost four months. But that’s what the Internet is for, right?
“Facebook girl” out.