It's Called DEAD Week, People.

At last, the end is near. Starting next week, no classes - just finals. And since this week is the last full week of the semester, and the last before finals, it is affectionately called 'Dead Week.'

Why is this, you ask? Simple. During 'Dead Week', professors aren't supposed to assign you any work so you can focus on your finals. All the studying is supposed to 'kill' you, hence 'Dead Week.' It's also supposed to be really boring, since no one REALLY studies until the weekend anyway.

Well, apparently no one thought to inform the Honors program professors about the wonders of Dead Week, because they all decided to pile on more crap than ever before. Civilization? Panel presentations on sixteenth century England and a primary source analysis paper on 'historical change'. Humanities? Yet another panel presentation linking philosophy, history, and literature. And since all of these are worth a SIGNIFICANT portion of our grades, it can definitely be said that I am DEAD this week - but not from studying. Oh, no. Dead from exhaustion, due to projects.

Curse you, Dead Week. Curse you.