There is one week left of classes, finals week is approaching and students actually think they have enough time to talk their way out of failing. If that didn’t make you giggle, just a little, then you’re probably in that position.
Students who are searching the back seats of their cars and dumping out stashed folders frantically looking for course syllabi to find where their professor’s office is located should hang it up. Literally.
Be a big kid and take the “L” you deserve by now. I could never wrap my mind around the students who think about their progression in a class at the end of the semester.
Granted, a lot of students work and are taking on other extracurricular activities. However, as students, we must understand and never forget we all came to “The Hill” for one reason and one reason only: school.
It is easy to get distracted, whether it is keeping up with our social lives, working to pay bills or simply upholding the title of being the main attraction on every scene. But, in Tallahassee, it is manageable to have a life and stay on track.
Determination doesn’t come easy, nor does ambition get up and tackle people. You have to want it on your own. What’s the point of going through the trouble of leaving home and coming away to school if you’re not going to take it seriously?
If there is a slight possibility that any student feels as if they are not going to pass a class, I want to take the time out to say, “Welcome to reality, we’ve been expecting you.”
The semester should be taken seriously from the time you are enrolled in the class until the last day when you purposely get rid of any paper that reminds you of that course.
It may sound cliché, but you’re only cheating yourself if you are not doing all you can to pass your classes. Do the math; for every class you retake, you’re most likely pushing graduation back and it’s more likely that you are paying an additional fee.
You may have a million things to do but trust me, not only does your professor not care for any of your drawn out 10-minute-long excuses, but you’ve literally had the entire semester to make a change.
Lose the sleep. I do it all the time. I am a full-time student with a full-time job, and I am an editor for the Famuan. My days start at 5 a.m. and never end before midnight. But no need to throw a pity party for me; I’ll party when I’m done.