It's that time of year again, kids.
And no, I'm not talking about Christmas. Although I really, really wish I was.
It's that portion of the semester where life doesn't seem pointless--in fact, quite the opposite--but does render its participants somewhere in the "I wish I were dead" zone because there are so many things we should be doing but put off to watch episodes of Supernatural and eat curry our jammies. Then again, maybe that's just me.
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| this is me. right now. all the time. every minute of every day. |
Quick update for those of you who don't live in snow-covered regions of the globe:
As of right now, it literally feels like Dante's version of hell (at least for those of us who consider ourselves cold-blooded creatures and rely on the sunshine to keep us sane). It's terrible.
And to make it even better, it's the end of the semester, which seems like its hurtling towards failed grades and dismal test scores and is making a zombie apocalypse sound like a pretty great alternative to doing all of my homework, because maybe I wouldn't have to finish my research papers if the inhabitants of BYU were all being eaten alive by the undead.
But I digress.
I know lots of people are feeling the crunch, whether you be a university student or not. So, in an effort to convince myself to finish that ten page paper on the influence of San Carlo Borromeo's architectural treatise on renaissance devotional poetry (among other things), I've included the following:
For the College Students
THIS. Seriously, this semester, although it may seem like a direct excerpt from a Stephen King novel, IS NOT THAT BAD. Keep on keepin' on. It'll be over soon, and then we can take naps and watch Netflix and eat home cooked meals for TWO AND A HALF GLORIOUS WEEKS. I believe in you, little starfish. You can do it! *high five*
For Those of You Struggling with Big Life Decisions
It seems like lots of us, myself included, are trying to decide on some BIG, IMPORTANT things right about now. Just remember:
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If Amy + Tina can struggle, so can you. It'll all work out. And hey, you might eventually become half of a two person team made up of LITERAL GODDESSES. TINA + AMY FOR LIFE.
And For Those of You Needing General Encouragement
Please remember this true and simple statement.
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| (confession: this is my new life motto) |
Unless, of course, you are addicted to cocaine, which in that case I suggest you work on getting that fixed before anything else. Seriously, the rest can wait.
So if, over the next two weeks or so, you find yourself wanting to respond like this to all of your responsibilities:
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| ralph is my spirit animal. |
Don't. Be strong. Be like this small child who backflips over his problems and then DANCES.
Because remember - they don't give medals to the guys who die right before they cross the finish line. You gotta complete the race before you're allowed to pass out. You got this.
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