Finals Week Approaches

I can't believe that we only have two days left of classes, and then finals week begins! I get really stressed over tests to begin with, so basically finals week is a living nightmare for people like me. So far I've only had one stress-induced break down and it wasn't even over finals! It was actually because of this awful picture book project I had to do for one of my classes which was LITERALLY my worst nightmare because I'm LITERALLY the most artistically challenged person ever to walk this Earth, but I finished it this morning and I'm just so relieved! It turned out pretty well I think! As well as it could anyways, given my VERY limited abilities! I'm pretty proud of myself! Anyways, although I do have my guaranteed break down every time finals week approaches, after surviving 3 finals weeks, I've learned a thing or two about how to survive.

1. TAKE BREAKS. I'm one of those people that will literally push myself over the edge studying, but I've learned that if I take just half hour breaks it makes a huge difference. I'll watch an episode of a show on Netflix, work out, eat a snack, or anything to just clear my head and relax for a few minutes.
2. PUT IT IN PERSPECTIVE. I honestly could not even tell you the score I got on a single one of my finals last semester.
3. EAT CHOCOLATE. Obviously.
4. SCHEDULE YOUR STUDYING. For me, if I make a schedule for myself of how long I want to spend on each subject, I maximize my time a lot better. I figure out which subjects I need to focus on the most and then go from there!
5. KEEP YOUR EYE ON THE PRIZE. The end will come!

My last final is a week from Wednesday from 5:45-7:45 p.m., why yes I am THRILLED. Then I have a 5 day break before spring term starts! I'm taking two classes for my major and then working a ton! I'm gonna get rich! Well as rich as one can get while working at an on campus job that pays minimum wage! I got my schedule yesterday and it's going to be a busy but fun 8 weeks!

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