Itâs officially the home stretch, Collegiettes. There are no more days off, the weatherâs great and all you want to do is stretch out on the quad and read a book, listen to music, sleep– anything but go to class. Even though you donât want to go you still do, but it seems like assignments just keep piling up.
So there you sit at your desk, staring at your calendar filled with tests and finals penciled in on what feels like every day. And you stare and stare until you break, because youâre so overwhelmed that you donât even know where to start.
But you break out of your stupor and you go to class. And just as you sign the attendance sheet, you hear the professor announce your semester paper is due next week. And that was the needle that broke the camelâs back.
So as soon as the words âdismissedâ leave your professorâs mouth, you scramble out of class and call your special someone just because you need to hear their voice. You want to hear that everythingâs going to be okay.
But you donât need to hear that everythingâs going to be okay, you need a battle cry. You need someone to look deep into your eyes and tell you that you need to snap out of it and finish up strong.
Because letâs be serious– binge watching Netflix is not going to help you on that final exam. And stalking people on Facebook is not a peer-reviewed study that can be cited in your semester paper.Â
So suit up kind sir, kind maâam. Hold your head up high and get your pens ready, the granola bars on standby and your laptop charger plugged in, because there will be no chinks in this armor.Â
Now go get the grade you deserve!