Regurgitation. It seems like that is what finals are all about. Stuff as many things into your head as possible, and just vomit them back onto a Bluebook, Greenbook (if you are an eco-friendly vomiter) or Scantron. Babysitting children is a natural birth control. Taking finals is all the motivation to want a creative, dynamic career and to NEVER get sucked into academia.
I am so tired of memorizing facts and universal trains of thought. There is something so soul sucking about finals week. Despite the fact that points are points in college classes and your finals rarely make or break you, we still get so kooky when that last week of December or May hits. I don’t think that we are really tripping about doing well, I think we are just DONE believing that this is the way to place a value on how much we learned in a class. Between the students cracked out on coffee and Adderrol in the library and the insane increase in PARKING WARS, finals week just sucks.
Finals week is just unhealthy, but let’s be real. The tests are not surprises, they are not hard and we are totally capable of passing and getting that shiny grade of our choice. I hope that everyone out there reading this and getting ready for the dreaded week remembers their limitless capacities and abilities. Regurgitating information is easy. The hardest stuff in life doesn’t come at the end of every four months in the form of a hyped up, feared test. I hope you take care of yourself this week–play outside, listen to good music, laugh with friends, eat Mother India’s Punjabi Omelet, drink lots of tea and wait to listen to Pink Floyd’s The Wall until after you test so you don’t become jaded too early!
DJ Mophead is a DJ with Sacramento States only student run radio station KSSU