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The Final Lap
The marathon is almost over. We’ve all been running for a very long time, and yes there were some rough patches along the way, but we’re all still together fighting the good fight. As the school year comes to a close, let’s take a little run down memory lane.
We started off the race full of vigour and energy, excited to take the world and its challenges head on. Our muscles were anticipating the miles of road that it had to run, and our mind was eager to begin. We were optimistic about the new school year, the new friends, and the new experiences that it would bring with it. It was a new beginning. It was a new start, and that’s when you heard the whistle.
We kicked off from the starting line and we naively thought to ourselves, “Wow, this is pretty easy.” Orientation week was able to bring many happy memories, and it was the perfect way to start the school year. Although Kick-off was colder than usual, the first Thursden still lived up to the hype. It was a week full of good vibes and good people, but that was only the beginning. We soon found ourselves running up a hill. The incline was difficult to manage. Our legs felt like they were on fire and it felt like there was a sumo wrestler sitting on our lungs. Midterms, quizzes, assignments, labs, lab reports, lectures, tutorials, night classes, deadlines, presentations, projects, group projects, and final exams. They all tried to slow us down. But they failed. We fought through all of the hardships. And by some miracle, we found our way to the top of that hill.
We thought to ourselves that that wasn’t so hard, and that now came the easy part because all we had to do was go down the hill and cruise along. That was our first mistake. The run down wasn’t as exhausting as our run up, but it was definitely more frightening. Gravity was doing wonders and it felt like our legs were being run by jet-propulsion engines. We were going so fast, and at times it was hard to appreciate the beauty of our surroundings. Everything just became a blur of going to class, writing tests, participating in events, and hanging out with friends. It all just became routine. NO! No “routine” doesn’t describe it well enough. It was more like an out-of-body experience; like we were watching ourselves do all of these things, but our bodies were on autopilot. Next thing we knew we were at the bottom of the hill and it was too late to savour those experiences. All we had left were the memories, and sometimes that’s enough.
The rest of the marathon was a plethora of variations of the first hill that we climbed. There were tall hills, shorts hills, fat hills, skinny hills, barren hills, hills full of trees, and weird hills that kind of looked like they sprang forth from the imagination of a four year-old. That was basically what the school year was. It was a roller coaster ride that was thrilling and frightening. But you know what? I’d go on that ride again. I would run that race again because all of the hardships, stress, and all the sleepless nights are worth it when I know why I’m doing all of this.
Now that we’re on the last leg of this race, I guess it’s time to look at the future. I know it’s not always easy to look ahead when we’re all so focused on what we’re doing right now, but it’s always good to know what’s coming and to have a plan. From what we can tell, we still have a bit of road until the finish line. Bermuda Shorts Day is fast approaching and for some it will be their most memorable part of the marathon. That being said, there’s still that final stretch of exams to worry about once BSD is over. We’re almost there! And I just want to encourage everyone to keep moving forward! Keep those legs moving! Motivate yourself! And finish strong!
And once we run through that tape, I’d just like to remind you all… that we have to do it all over again once September comes.
Justin Biocos is a 3rd year business student. He occasionally finds himself terribly lost on campus only to meet a strange old wizard who leads him back to the right path to kill the dragon. He is an expert in eating, sleeping, and lying down. If you’re looking for him, he is occasionally spotted at the TFDL Quad singing Let It Go to the squirrels who stole his lunch.