Wake Me Up When November Ends
Christine Lyons is a fourth-year English student.
Wake Me Up When November Ends: An Open Letter to November
This is how you remind me of what I really am: very far behind on my assignments. Sunday morning rain is falling and I’m still hiding in my apartment, writing papers. I’m two essays and a heart down, but there are so many more papers to write.
For me, you are the most hectic month of the year. You’re beautiful, that’s for sure. But I don’t want to think about it. I don’t want to talk about it. I’m just so sick about it. I am too preoccupied with all my papers.
For many Arts students, you are the month when final term papers and seminar presentations are due. I’ve learned that you’re gonna have it your way or nothing at all, November. But I think you’re moving too fast. You haven’t given me enough time to finish my papers.
There will be no more walking round with my head down. I’m so over being blue, crying over you. I’m pulling a Shia LaBeouf. I’m just going to do it.
If any other students are feeling discouraged, don’t worry. Be happy. And don’t write yourself off yet. It’s only in your head you feel left out or looked down on. You are stronger than yesterday. Now it’s nothing but your way.
A student who is beating the November blues, and listening to far more music than she has time for.
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