The end of the semester gets me every time. For months I keep a running list of what needs to be done and when. I organize my books, papers, assignments, homework, and projects. Yet, it never fails, the mad scramble at the end of the semester to prepare for final tests, complete final projects, basically know everything that was supposed to be absorbed over the course of 3 months.
I know I am not alone, you can see the apprehension in the faces of students who are not ready for the end. Hoping upon hope that the professor will, for some reason, ignore the carefully constructed syllabus where the grading structure is clearly spelled out on the first day of class.
Sometimes the mad scramble to make up for a semester of neglect pays off. The ever looming deadline awakens the sleeping productive self. That's what I'm counting on anyway.
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I feel the same exact way towards the end, but sometimes the pressure is actually better for me. I'm not one of the people who can write a paper two weeks before it's due. I literally start it about 4 days before it's due and end up acing it anyway. All I think about is that once all the work is done, it's summer and it's time to relax!
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