The week before finals is traditionally referred to as "dead week" to symbolize the studying done by the students and the slack that is given by the teachers. This year, the teachers collectively decided to cancel dead week and make us learn, instead of letting us study for our finals. Terrible. Absolutely dreadful. Its the end of the semester, I'm still shocked they haven't completely given up on us. We're pretty hopeless.
I'm stacked up to the ceiling with homework and studying, which is not fun, but at the same time, I'm not going to complain about it, and Ill tell you why. I have a friend (who will remain nameless, actually lets call her Rose), Rose, who is a nice person in general. The one thing I cant stand about Rose though is that when she has something on her mind, she shifts her personality and doesn't stop until you ask her what is the matter. Times like finals week, she really starts to get on my nerves. She acts all sad, mopey, and tired very obviously and dramatically in front of you, and when you ask her whats wrong she responds with, "Oh nothing, I just have sooooooooooo many things to do with finals and homework and of my classes blah blah..." and she lists off all of things she needs to do as if I care or something. What Rosie needs to understand is that every person at Monte Vista is literally going through the exact same thing and she needs to suck it up and stop pitying herself and WORK. She isn't any more special or different from the rest of us, no matter how high her invisible pedestal she has created for herself stands. That's what the next two weeks of my life is about. Work...
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