So, like the rest of the student population, I'm currently experiencing the stress, exhaustion, and pure hatred that comes with final exams week. There's something about studying one subject for ten-plus hours at a time that can really just make you hate, and I mean absolutely despise, that topic. In between ruffling through detailed study guides, semester's worths of readings, chugging down coffee, fighting for space in the library, and silently praying to the sleep gods for the sweet release of my bed, I took a step back and asked myself: what's really the point?
