This is the start of something new...

Alas, 'tis Sunday, but I am afeared not. For, now that studies have ceased, a Sunday by any other name remains a day, and no day holds greater precedence over another.

If you were unable to read that, what I was trying to convey is that a weekend during finals means absolutely nothing. Quiet hours remain ridiculous on weekends (22 hours a day... only at Cornell would there be quiet hours at 3PM in the afternoon), dining hall hours are mostly the same, and finals are even given on weekends (preposterous as it is).

On that note, I think I will dedicate this post to finals week(s). Not finals themselves, that will come later. Maybe when I actually have a final.

Finals weeks could be
Great, were it not for those which
Take place during them


I know I'm a bit ambiguous, but I did that on purpose... mainly to fit the syllable requirements, but also for effect. By "them" I'm referring to "finals weeks," and "those" refers to finals. Yes, finals weeks would be amazingly awesome without finals. Although I probably don't need to tell you that. Two weeks, no classes? It's just like orientation week, only you already know people. Imagine, if we didn't have to spend the whole two weeks studying, we could spend the whole two weeks doing fun stuff, such as watching all three The Lord of the Rings movies in a row, playing Life in the lobby at 2AM, or make an epic hopskotch game across the whole arts quad (please note, all 3 are things I've either  wanted to do and/or seen people doing). Instead, however, we are expected to spend all of our time studying for finals. Sad days.