By Ghiz Benzerdjeb – 1851 Contributor
After taking a year off school and going straight into remote learning, I am finally in my senior year. I don’t feel like a senior, though. I wake up and stare at screens for at least 10 hours a day, doing my best to stay grounded in a mid-pandemic world that continues to defy gravity. Here is a sneak peek of my week.
Monday and Tuesday – I wake up at 8:45 a.m., head to my computer and look at everything that is due for the week. I fix my bed and fill up my Hydro Peak 32 oz. water bottle. Next, I tidy up my room and vacuum as best as I can. I plop down on my hot pink shag rug to watch “King of the Hill” on Hulu, and get to doing school work soon after. After classes and assignments, I do my best to not do any work past 8 p.m. and that’s when I call my friend to start playing “Grand Theft Auto.”
Wednesday– I get out of bed at 9 a.m., drink more water, get bundled up for the very snowy weather and bike to work. It’s about two miles. It’s not the worst ride in the world, but throughout the ride I am hoping I do not get hit by a car or slam into open car doors (again).
Thursday– Another work day with a whole lot more assignments to do, literally all of my classes require lots of readings, papers, and discussions. Senior year is no joke and I realize that now. Thursdays are not good. A three hour evening class rolls in around 5 p.m. where a speech is due and presented every single class.
Friday– I start my day off with more water, tidying my room and working on a puzzle. By the time it’s 10:30 a.m., I head to my computer to work on more papers and discussions in preparation for the weekend until 1:45 p.m., then I bundle up again and bike to work.
Weekend: Eat, sleep, work, repeat.