Finals // January 11, 2010
The name makes sense. Finals are usually the final conclusion of your sanity. The final end to ones life. The final destination, pretty much like the movie. Finals are filled with blood, guts, pain, torture, and suffering. In the past two days, I have studied roughly 16 hours. Today alone, I studied a full 12 hours, with one break to get food, and one to pick a friend up. And the sick part about it is that I completed the studying for half of my spanish final, and about a quarter of my algebra 2 final.
I honestly believe that it’s wrong that schools put students through the pain they go through. And my school has it the worst, and i’m in the worst grade possible. Junior Year. During finals, my whole school turns into drug addicts. Somehow there is enough people with Adderall and other ADHD medications at my school to supply almost all 4500 students with a weeks supply of speed. From little freshman, to big seniors. Everyone is just taking tons of pills, and the school administration is well aware of it.
Let me explain to you what goes on at my school. We finish all of our new material for the semester, and then go on winter break for 2 weeks. First off, what exactly does the school think students are doing over winter break? Going over school work daily? No. Teenagers will get drunk, stoned, trip, and snort random stuff at any chance they can get. I can safely say I didn’t go too crazy over winter break, and I still completely forgot everything I was doing previously to winter break. When we get back after winter break, we have 1 week to review, and receive our study sheets. And then the following week is the dreaded finals. If I had finals right before winter break, I would probably have to do about a quarter of the studying I have done SO FAR. Oh, and on top of that I have to read a book for my Junior Theme. I am on page 75, and there is a little more than 400 pages. The reading is due the first thing after finals.
Where am I at right now? Sitting in bed at 2:20 AM on Monday, patiently awaiting the painful feeling of looking at your alarm clock when it says 6:30 AM, and is making a very sharp, painful noise. Today I woke up at 10:30 AM, got ready for the day, and was in the library wrist deep in notes, text books, and binders. I had such bad hand cramps I thought I wouldn’t be able to continue. I ended up studying from 1:30 AM, and just recently ended my studying about 10 minutes ago. It’s 2:24 AM, and I want to shoot myself, metaphorically speaking of course.
This long, rant-styled blog is dedicated to all high school & college students currently in a world of pain because of finals. Good luck to all, and to all a good night. Good night.
