Laugh at Your Own Tomfoolery

Today was my last day of finals. The last two weeks have been an absolute roller coaster. Last Thursday I had an exam in a class that covers the intersection of the Black Lives Matter Movement and the MeToo Movement. It was one of the best classes I've ever taken and I've never felt more informed leaving a classroom prior, but the work load was UNIMAGINABLE. Every week we read about 60 pages (more or less) on top of assignments. The test was on all of our readings and took place last Thursday (before the final testing period started) and the following morning I had math homework due AND a math midterm. Why and how I had a midterm after a final I'll never know. Then Monday I had a paper due in the #BLM class. And THEN I had to start preparing for finals this week. I can't believe all of that actually happened and I made out alive. (Not mentioning a hate crime that took place over the weekend (listen to my next podcast to hear about it))

Things I did: that to be honest

Yesterday I had my first final in math and passed so I never have to take math EVER AGAIN!!! And today I had my last final in my Rhetorical Traditions class. I had been studying all night and went to bed pretty late making sure to set my alarms for two hours before my 9 am exam to allow myself some extra study time. This morning I awoke to see the time was 9:45. I almost started to cry right then and there. I had slept 45 minutes into my FINAL EXAM! Immediately I emailed my teacher asking what I should do and I texted my RA the same. In about 15 minutes my teacher replied with many exclamation points "Come Now!!!!!!". Within minutes I was sprinting across campus and busted through the double doors of the lecture hall with 45 minutes left to take the exam of 76 questions. Luckily I completed the exam and reviewed my answers with 5 minutes to spare.

The reason I share this is because it's hilarious and is the perfect end to this crazy period of time. These past few weeks have been a time of self reflection and self improvement due to a plethora of influences across campus and at home. Times like this it's important to laugh at yourself in every sense of the word. Looking back on my first semester of college I have done SO much and have stepped into who I think is a better version of Khayli. I'm proud of who I am becoming thanks to the wonderful people in my life old and new. With them I have learned to find comfort in my own skin, act on ideas that I may have otherwise not (like making a website), and laughing at my own tomfoolery and I laugh a LOT.