Especially if you can’t study
After my final week of my first semester, I thought, “Why not?”
Why not study with friends? Why not go out to eat on campus? Why not get my shit together?
There were many questions that I asked myself. I realized that there were a lot of stuff that I was not appreciating and using effectively. I knew I had the money to eat on campus and not off. I knew I had notes from classes and quizlet sets. So, WHAT THE HECK WAS I DOING THIS WHOLE TIME?
You see, that is such a good question, and I only really thought about it when I went on a train to go back home. I wasn’t really doing anything before I left for Thanksgiving break. I was just wasting a lot (a lot a lot…) of time. When I was away from school and stepped away, I started to realize the mistakes I was making.
And when Final Week came, I needed to work 10x harder because I also needed to learn a lot of new things again. And also, because I wasn’t listening in class. All my close friends knew, and they wanted me to step up my game. So, I was forced to study and do homework with them. I was reminded constantly the nights before that I needed to come in the morning and study.
The reminders and constant nagging (not like my parents) really made me wake myself up. My whole school routine was getting up and going over to my friend’s room and doing homework all day. I still had many “breaks” where I just wondered around or went to the bathroom, but that was it. I still ate but spent the rest of the time studying and doing practice problems.
The happiness from that was when my grades came out. I knew that everything I did was worth it. And I realized that I was so thankful for my friends. If they didn’t drag or help me, I wouldn’t probably studied that much.
There is a need for study groups and friends. Doing things together can make you do things that you did not want to do (in a good way). I was able to study and learn together with them. And I realized that I didn’t know nothing. I did know some things, and the friends allowed me to upon up about the things I did know. So, I did contribute to the group, but just not as much as the others.
We were also able to share and use study notes and tools together. We were able to study using different methods, and it opened up the different kinds of resources we had.
Final Week was a lot, but it was surely a learning moment. I learned more about my classes because I wasn’t paying as much attention in class. I learned that I couldn’t do this again next semester. I learned that there are important things and people that I need to be thankful for.
It was a great first semester, but many mistakes have been made. I cannot do this again. I need to do better next semester, and I will be learning to make better choices in my next journey with my friends. Thank you.
Peace and Love.
