On the week before finals week, I had an interesting conversation with one of my cousins that was at the wrong place at the wrong time. Yesenia is in her first year of college and often asks me questions about it because I am in my third year of college. This particular week we brought up the conversation of finals at a point where I was so frustrated with studying for final exams and researching for final papers that I was ready to burst and burst I did. My poor cousin was the object onto which I poured out my frustration and I said to her, "Finals suck! They slowly eat away at your soul until you have nothing left and are standing outside in the cold while everyone is laughing at you!"
This of course is an exaggeration invented by my oh-so-stressed-out mind. I was not a very happy camper that week and college seemed to be the most difficult thing a human being can experience.
The reason for my frustration is obvious and is shared with thousands of college kids across the country: finals week is full or work. It happens every semester and, every semester, I manage to survive it and come out with good grades as my reward. One simple letter on my transcript is not all I get; I manage to learn a lot and grow along the way.
Two weeks ago I couldn't imagine how I would survive with so much to do and this week I can't imagine how I can survive with nothing to do now that I'm on a break from school. The cycles of life are curious things and they never stop going around.
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