I believe that everything should be taken in moderation. This includes chocolate, french fries, and especially finals. One of the greatest pleasures of being a graduate student at the University of Denver is the quarter system. Every ten weeks we get to go through a finals period, which usually involves at least three 15-20 page papers. I can think of several adjectives to describe finals week, and none of them are “fun”, “enjoyable”, or “pleasurable.”
I have been a master at procrastinating since college when runs to QuikTrip provided the perfect distraction from writing papers or studying for an economics test. My sorority mom and I were actually just reminiscing about the good old days in college when the biggest decision we had to make was whether or not going to QuikTrip would be worth parking in the Sahara, a parking lot an additional 200 meters from our dorm. I know, kids at small liberal arts colleges just don’t appreciate their parking situation. In retrospect, we were kind of ridiculous. Plus we always had the option of calling one of the lovely security employees to give us a ride. After all nothing says campus security like a 65 year-old woman in a 2003 Ford Taurus.
Living in Colorado, I have been able to take my procrastination abilities to the next level. For example, today, in the midst of week ten and finals, I did a half day of skiing at Keystone. I agree, this was slightly insane. In my defense, I didn’t go skiing at all this weekend, and I definitely won’t be able to go next weekend. Skiing today was my only alternative! I mean hello easiest decision ever. Work on finals or go skiing?
Plus, the weather in Denver today was awful. It was cloudy, foggy and 25 degrees. The weather in the mountains? Sunny and absolutely gorgeous! And skiing on Mondays is always awesome. I was back in Denver by 2:30, ready to hit the books.
Actual picture from today. The weather in the mountains was amazing, I don’t know what was wrong with Denver.
Is there a better way to avoid homework than going skiing? I think not. And don’t worry Mom, I’ll get my finals done.