The Most Wonderful Time of the Year
Tuesday, December 9, 2014
The semester ends next Wednesday and I’m trying not to fall into a total panic. I have a huge paper due on Friday that I’m still uncertain what it’s about because I’ve yet to read the rubric. Not to mention two exams and a whole string of math homework. I know I’m not alone on being completely stressed out by finals, but it’s still so frustrating.
I’m so sick of it, you know? It’s like our learning and knowledge isn’t valid unless we can chose the correct answer on a test that rarely is even about what we were fed during the week.
It’s just the more I think about it, the more I think why. I thought when you got older you would get the answers to the questions you had when you were younger. If anything I feel like there’s even more questions. Or that the answer is simply ‘because’ which isn’t much of an answer at all.
I know I’m not the only one stressed out with finals, but I guess I just want to know why this is necessary and what am I doing this for? Who am I doing this for?
I guess all of those questions will have to wait because I have other math related questions that need answering. At least I have my cute study buddy helping me out. That's his 'hey, why did you stop scratching my ears?' face.
Posted by Katie (The Literary Files) at Tuesday, December 09, 2014