Supposedly it's the holiday season, though I can honestly say I have not felt the least bit spirited. Instead, for me and countless other university students, it's finals season. I have two exams tomorrow and a paper due Wednesday at midnight that I'm trying to finish today. Instead of studying for those things or trying to figure out how to stretch my paper another four pages, I'm blogging because I need a break. Better talk about finals on my blog, too.
Finals are bizarre because everyone is so stressed about something that doesn't really matter at the end of the day. Just like high school, your grades don't really matter in the long run. I graduated high school with like a 3.6 GPA or something... and it means basically nothing to me now. But I stressed myself out, had mental burnouts, and generally should have been spending more time enjoying living under my parents' roof in beautiful little Singapore. I find myself questioning if that's a healthier attitude towards university finals than endless coffee, outlines and praying to God that the professor doesn't put this ONE question on the final that he probably will that NO ONE gets... Well, I suppose I'm already on the other side of that debate.
It seems like everyone has broke out the sweatpants... which is definitely a sign of finals because my campus is generally well-dressed. Unfortunately, I only own one pair of proper sweatpants so I've been alternating between those and a long skirt that sort of makes me look put together. Except, of course, like everyone I am not.