As the perfectionist I am, I like to act like I have it all together.
It’s the last week of classes before “dead week” and finals at Fredonia. I am going to be a senior in college in four months. I will be 21 years old, an adult in all meanings of the word, in 26 days.
I am no where near having it together.
As the semester comes to an end, take a moment to breathe and know that you’re on this planet for a reason. You can and will do this.
“Promise me you’ll always remember: You’re braver than you believe, and stronger than you seem, and smarter than you think.” – A. A. Milne
Before you read this, take a moment. Make a list of 5 things (simple things) you are grateful for.
Dear fellow academians, nerdy engineers, hopeful future doctors, lawyers, movers, and shakers of the world, college students enduring the final round of hunger games (higher education edition), this is your reality check:
It’s finals week and you’re all stressed to the brim of your intellectual capacity. You have 4 exams, 3 papers, a thesis proposal, research presentation, and 975 other things you’d rather do, all weighing you down like an anchor strapped to your waist. You’re stressed, and you’re anxious. You may be at your breaking point, and if you’re like I was this morning, you may be crying into your morning Americano at the Starbucks in the city’s center over the fact that your life is just a shitshow extravaganza right now. If…
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