Test week has just finished (at least for me) and I am happy it is over. However, the results were not up to par with what I had expected. After staying up until 5:30 am, understanding the material, and teaching it to others, the test was still a failure. Does this sound familiar? Yes, yes it does. What I have also noticed is the reaction to these common failures.This week, my friends and I grieved together over one of our tests we took together. Our remedy for a broken ego? FOOD. We got together in one of the dorm rooms and stuffed our faces with processed food, talked, laughed, cried, and had an all around fun time with each before we split to study more…Now, other people have different ways of coping that aren’t so…sobering. This is a given. When I happened to go out this weekend, there was a lot of “This week was test week. I need to blow off some steam” or “I just don’t care anymore. My motivation is running out.” All of this around me is becoming contagious and I can’t stand this. The lack of motivation is sweeping campus and I can’t run from it. When everyone around talks about quitting, it’s hard for you to not quit. I could distance myself away from them, but that would mean I would be simply and utterly alone. So I have decided to stand up despite my slack in motivation and go for the last leg of school. I suggest everyone do the same. We only have two weeks. eek. 