Taking a Big Sigh of Relief

This week was finals. It is difficult to explain what finals mean to anyone who has not experienced them, but to those that have I can now understand your pain.

There were sometimes this week where I just couldn't help it anymore. I cried like a baby. The tears just wouldn't stop coming and I could not help it. My roommates all looked at me with understanding in their eyes which made me cry more. (I seems that I cry for others also.) What makes finals so difficult is that you see several grades, in my case most were bad, in one week. Whoever thought that giving students one week to complete, in my case, 5 tests was insane. They must have been so smart that they did not understand the pressure that would be put on a less intelligent person.

I am so glad that I am finished now though. It feels like I can breath. I am not exaggerating. I would go into the test alright and by the time I had gotten to the 5th question I was gasping for air. I wasn't that the test was so hard necessarily, but that the pressure put on me as a student was almost to much to handle. Sometimes I wonder if I was really meant to come to college. I am just so glad that I can now look back on the experience and say "I am never letting that happen again, but it is over now and I did what i could." I have taken my big sigh of relief at being done. I can now enjoy my Christmas break:)

My First Blog

Well i succumbed to all the pressure. Just kidding I have just always wanted a blog and so I decided to make one:)

This week was so stressful. I never knew what people really meant by stress until college. In high school I always thought I knew what they meant, but who are we kidding...high school was a breeze.

I had two difficult tests, two papers that were over eight pages each, and an extensive project. When I told my family this I received in return "Why didn't you start earlier?" from my brother. He obviously does not understand that last week and the week before that were just as busy. I can't wait for the day when I can say "Why didn't you start earlier?" just to bug him.

I shouldn't complain. I love college and all of my roommates are amazing. They teach me so much more than my classes do. It is weird, but after a week we all felt like sisters. They call me the "mom" and according to others that title fits. I don't know if I should take it as a compliment or not...but yeah. There is one thing that bothers me though. My roommate won't let me listen to Christmas music until after Thanksgiving. I guess that makes sense, but I just love Christmas so much.

I am so excited for Thanksgiving and having a huge dinner with my family, and being able to blast my Christmas music!

Seeing as my roommates and I decided to try on everyone else's clothes to see how much cuter they were than ours I now need to clean my room...