Summer session: that’s why it’s a nightmare

Summer session sucks. I know it goes without saying, but it felt right to reiterate it before delving into the reasons why she is hated by all students. of the university.

To you too.

Antò, it’s hot
To begin with, if studying is never a Rio carnival, do it when
there are forty degrees is a real nightmare. How can you concentrate if you have the impression of being inside an oven at maximum temperature? Yet you have no other choice: books, notes and handouts scattered on the desk, a fan shot in the face (after all, who has ever seen the house of an out-of-home equipped with an air conditioner?) And liters of sweat and tears. Watch out for dehydration.

Vacation? What holidays?
You would love to go to the beach, I know. Or to the lake. Or in the mountains. Or anywhere else other than your bedroom or library. Too bad I can’t see the holidays even with binoculars. After one exam, there will be another, and then another, until the end of July. At that point you could give yourself a moment of pause and relaxation … If only it weren’t for the September session that is already approaching, threatening. In short, you have to get back to suffering immediately … Studying, I meant to study.

The fear of missing out
To make the summer session a real tragedy is also the FOMO, or the fear of missing out on events and experiences, and therefore of being cut off.. It’s not a good feeling, and social networks certainly aren’t any help. Staying indoors to study in winter, when it’s cold and there’s nothing nice to do around, it’s definitely more bearable than during the summer. When you open Instagram, you get the impression that everyone else is having a blast, between holidays in exotic places, aperitifs on the beach, concerts and a thousand other things that you force yourself to give up in the hope of passing the exams. Courage. As someone said, someday this pain will be useful to you.

Nice to meet you, Casper

Finally, to make it worse there are them, the funny guys who are keen to point out that you are not tanned *. And thank the fuck, you’d have to answer. All you do is study, the sun doesn’t even remember what it’s like, you don’t even know where your costumes are … You’re not simply pale: you’re a corpse (outside, and a little inside too).

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