On Topic: Finals – There’s little doubt that when it comes to schoolwork, it’s crunch time. Finals are just around the corner, and this week-long “grace period” seems to be anything but. Continue reading
Oh Finals, they’re the worst right? I hate them a lot, and also hate this time of year. You do too? I thought you would. Sometimes don’t you just feel like your performance is all up to chance and the whims of the School Matron? Me too. However, I’ve compiled a list of “life hacks” that just might help. They’ve proven fruitful for some of your peers. Why not you too?
This post was co-authored by Editor-in-Chief Emma Specter ’15 and Editor Emeritus Spencer Kaye ’14.
…I talk loudly in the periodicals on third-floor Olin?
Emma’s Take — I am not one to dispense wisdom about the importance of keeping quiet in the library, since, on occasion, I have been known to, well, not do that. But, speaking as a mean angry junior, supple young underclasspeople should kindly refrain from being loud here because now I am, as I mentioned earlier, old and mean, and I hate it.
Spencer’s Take — I feel like magazines are meant to be talked about. You know what I mean? But also, do as I do, not as I say, because I hate when people are talking on the third floor of Olin. That is a quiet space. Continue reading
My bloodshot eyes match the color of the pen marks
I fear will soon litter my blue books,
And the dark circles that hang like moons underneath
Are garnering some worried looks.
Inanimate objects are starting to move in the corner
Except when I look, they have never been calmer.
This drink is designed for some hard-core pre-finals studying. Please do not operate machinery within 24 hours of consumption.
- Pour one bottle of Five Hour Energy into a water bottle.
- Add four pomegranate seeds and two sprigs of mint.
- Let your tears fill the glass most of the way.
- Add a splash of champagne.
Hey friends! This is Malice, back from the great beyond (aka South America). I realize that I don’t technically go to Kenyon this semester, but I have been feeling your finals pain all the way from Buenos Aires (I just had midterms, I do work here too I promise). If you haven’t stopped reading at this point because you were all like, “Who is This Chick and Why Do I Care,” then you are in LUCK because I’m actually here to validate you and all the weird shit you’ve been doing as you wrap up the end of your semester. More affirmation after the jump!