Well, it’s the week before finals. Normally, this week is where I join in with the panicked, exhausted students who are buckled down to just survive one of the hardest weeks of the semester. You’d think that finals week would be the hardest week, but it’s not. The week before finals is when all the major papers of the semester are due, last minute exams are scheduled, and cumulative reviews for finals are given out. And on top of all that, I got called into jury duty for this week, which threatened to take up an entire afternoon I could be spending doing research for my Hermeneutics research paper.
But...I am oddly apathetic towards the stress around me. Instead, I am dying for this semester to be over. Ever since my nursing orientation, it’s like I got a glimpse of what my life will look like in a little over a month. It’s going to be so new, so hard, so glorious...that I can’t help feeling like this semester is already in my rearview mirror. I am struggling to attend classes that suddenly seem meaningless, to finish homework assignments that have nothing to do with what I’m going to be doing as a nurse. I know that once next semester starts, I’m probably going to reread over this post and want to slap myself. I’m going to miss these simple, easy semesters. But I can’t help it!
I’m ready for more.
And it’s coming.
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