"Good luck to your finals"

That’s what Mom always says to me right before the end of a semester. I don’t have the heart to correct her because she probably means well.

In an attempt to be studious, every night at around 1 am I decide to pull an all-nighter. I stay up till 4 or 5 am and then pass out as the sun comes up. This is followed by 8 hours of sleep and I wake up around noon feeling refreshed. People who pull all-nighters sleep 2 hours and go to class in a haze. I am just putting myself on a weird sleep schedule.

When I get sick of listening to holiday music I get my fill of Top 40 from Z100. Spoiler alert, at around 3 am they just replay previous broadcasts. I get to relive last Wednesday all over again. I wish I could actually travel back in time but bring my 30-page paper with me. Back to the future Al could then give herself a pat on the back for being so on top of her work and congratulate herself for overcoming procrastination.

Unfortunately an M.A. doesn't give you that kind of superpower. They should put that on the admissions brochure, would have saved myself (er, my parents) thousands of dollars in tuition.