You’re born, you grow up, go to college, get a job, get married, and then… you die. That’s it, right?
Take a moment to ask yourself, why are you in college? To get a good job is usually the response. To learn? That’s a novel idea. Most people treat college like a job, working all day only to escape at night. It’s as if the experience of learning is simply another step in the great mapped-out journey of life.
I continue to treat college the same way I’ve been living my life: interested, yet carefree. People seem to resent this type of attitude, because apparently I’m “so lucky to not have hard classes” and they’d “give anything to have it easy.” I don’t think I have it any easier than anyone else though. I simply make it easier.
Every semester I take a fun class. What?! A class for fun? Yes, it’s true, because even if I have five classes on my plate I always throw in an extra. I’ve taken classes that I’ve received a plant in every week, got to write scripts for cartoons, take a final exam on “The Hunger Games”, and learn about medieval fashion. College isn’t about suffering, it’s about learning.
I can’t help but recall the speeches I received when transitioning into college. All of them mentioned how this is the one time in our lives to explore our interests. This is the one time we’re not drowning in responsibilities, when we can do something because we want to and not because someone says we should. Do you think my parents applauded me when I told them I was taking “Plants, Gardens and You?” Most definitely not, but hey, I really like plants.
Don’t regret spending four years of your life filling requirements for a degree you don’t even like in the first place. I’m not saying to switch your major from accounting to astronomy, but would it kill you to take an astronomy class if that’s what you love? These types of classes break up a boring week and reassert that college can be an enjoyable learning experience. Some of the best advice I’ve ever received came from one of my professors this semester. As he handed me back a failing paper and I rolled my eyes for the hundredth time he said, “Don’t take life too seriously. Otherwise, it’s a drag.”
I think we lose sight of the fact that school is only a small part of the journey. We lose sight of the fact that while school is important, it’s just school. It’s just another exam you wont remember five years from now. It’s just a letter grade. It isn’t your whole life. The test you’re about to take is only a smidge in the road where you’ll end up, a tiny blimp in the skyline of your life. I try to remember that every time I go to bubble in my answers and right before I check my grades. If you studied, you most likely won’t fail. If you don’t get an A, it isn’t the end of the world.
Allow me the privilege of creating a moment in your frantic studying for finals week where you can relax.
Relax. Breathe. And remember, it’s only a test.