The week before finals is known as “dead week.” Supposedly it is a week where classes are for final reviews and homework is reduced or simply not collected. In theory, it is a time for students to study for final exams that take place next week. Dead week is merely an oxymoron, and I am still thoroughly confused as to why and how it was coined. The week before the semester ends seems to be the busiest week of them all. It seems like ten different things are due all at once, projects need to be finished, and a semesters worth of material needs to be studied in order to succeed on the tests that will potentially determine the final grade received in the class. It is what we like to call stressful.
Students who haven’t been to the library all semester long seem to emerge from hibernation, hunt for motivation, and decide this is the week to live in the library and finally do some studying for those tests. Open until two a.m. on most nights, and 24 hours during finals week, the library along with the student body ceases to sleep. Coffee and Red Bull flow like water at all times of the night. Feeling guilty about a caffeine buzz after ten p.m. is no longer an issue, for these next couple of weeks are an exception.
Although it is a busy time in the semester, it also means the end is in sight. Fifteen weeks of going to class, going to lab, going to the library, going to meetings and so forth is winding down and coming to a close. The end of the second semester is bittersweet: yes the homework load and “school” part of things is over, but it also means a summer full of work, hot days, and missing good friends that you won’t see until classes start up again in the fall. Unfortunately, this will be the last blog of the year. It has been a great opportunity to represent MSU and give my readers a personal spin on student life and my lifestyle here in Bozeman. Hopefully you have enjoyed reading my blogs, I sure have had fun writing them and will rev them up again in the fall! A new camera is in order, so be ready for an epic school year. As my friend from good ol’ Terry Montana says, “deuces Bozeman.”
Cheers my friends, here is to a summer full of lobster like skin and good times!
Brent Harlen





