My Finals Week Miracle

This post is really late, but it couldn't be helped. It's been so busy! But more on that later

My finals week miracle occurred on Wednesday night at about 11:20 pm. But before we get to that, we've got to set up the context. That night (that whole day) I was fried. Picture an egg on a skillet, burnt black- about that fried. Between stressful finals, work, and friends, my brain was dead. I was at the end of my rope. That night, two of my friends and I went to a bagpipe/Irish band concert (and while I'm glad we went, I probably should've gone to bed early). It was nice to get out, but I'm sure I was horrible company. Basically didn't want to talk or anything. I was just angry at the world, in a way.

So I dropped my friends off and I was driving home, after the concert, and  kind of broke down. I just prayed that Heavenly Father would send someone to help me out, because I just couldn't go forward any further. It was the end of my rope, and I just couldn't handle what I had left (two of my hardest tests, and getting ready to come home for the holidays).

After I'd composed myself, I went inside, and it was just normal. I had kinda figured I was going to have to make it one way or another, and I could wake up later than I had been, take my tests later and sleep in a little. I was just getting ready to go to sleep when my roommate comes downstairs and says "There's people here to see you! They insist on seeing you, so you have to come up." Lo and behold, it was my visiting teachers. At 11:20 at night, with a plate of cookies and a message- "You can make it, and this too shall pass." They had no idea that it was the night I needed it most. No one knew besides me and God. And that was enough. He knew what I needed, and He inspired them to come. And the cookies were delicious :)

The moral of the story is that God knows what you're going through, and He will send the help you need. He will not leave you to make it through on your own.. Don't forget it, especially during this wonderful season!

My roommate also helped by covering the plate and leaving this lovely note :) 

Exam Week and Juliet

O finals, finals, wherefore art thou finals?
Deny professors and refuse thy grade
Or if thou wilt not be thus sworn, my foe
Then I'll no longer be here a student
'Tis but thy subject that is my enemy:
Thou art necessary, though not straightforward
What's final exams? It is nor heart nor soul,
Nor emotion, nor any other part
Belonging to humans. O be some other thing!
What's in a final? That which we call a class
By itself alone would suffice just as well;
So tests would, were they not finals call'd,
Retain that lack of terror that doth beset
At finals week. Exams, doff thy name
and thy being, for thy grade of me
Take classtime instead

Existential College Hamlet

To read or not to read, that is the question.
Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer
The slings and arrows of outrageous review
Or to take arms against a sea of tests
And by opposing fail them. To die- to sleep
No more; and by sleep to say we end
The study and the many failed GEs
That student is heir to: 'tis a consummation
Never to be wished. To die, to sleep;
To sleep, perchance to dream-aye, there's the rub.
For in that sleep of death what dreams may come
When we have shuffled off this student's burden,
Must give us pause-there's the respect
That makes calamity of so much stress
For who would bear the whips and scorns of grades
Th'professor's wrong, the proud peer's contumely,
The pangs of dispriz'd hope, our own delay
The insolence of students, and the spurns
With patient merit th'procrastinator takes
When he himself might well his grades have made
With a new pencil? Who would backpacks bear,
To grunt and sweat under a weary life,
But that the longed-for time after finals
The undiscovered country, from which break
He must one day return, puzzles the will
And makes us rather bear these ills we have
Than leave them for marks we all know of?
Thus conscience does make cowards of us all
And thus the native hue of resolution
Is covered o'er with the grand weight of books
And reviewing with great notes and effort
With this regard, "fail" grades do turn awry
And lose the name of action