Cause and Effect Essay

Cause and effect:

            A couple weeks ago, I made a decision which would then prove to be a horrible idea. I decided to go on vacation and skip three days of the next to last week of class. I had a wonderful trip. I visited the Dominican Republic to climb Pico Duarte. This is what some would call a spiritual experience; a three day climb where you get to be alone in the middle of nowhere for countless hours; just you and the mountain. Shortly after all this awe-inspiring moments and landscapes I have to return to real life. This is where it gets messy. I had to take a test on the day of my arrival, but my flight was delayed. This was horrible. I now had to take the test on Wednesday or I wouldn’t have another chance to take the test. The problem was that I Already had to take tests that day. Yes, I typed right. I said tests. Another lovely surprise was that I had an oral presentation that day too. Oh joy. So I have my delayed flight, my multitude of tests and an extremely short time frame to hand in all the work I owed my professors. This is about the time I began to panic. The little trip to D.R. cost me a couple nights’ sleep and probably more stress than I would’ve ever imagined.

           

We start in Dominican Republic. As the time passed the plane never got to the airport. Incredibly we had to wait for the next plane, which was approximately five hours later. Not only do we have to wait, but not all passengers could go on the flight. It was already more than half full when they allowed us to board. I was lucky to be one of the first people to enter the plane and even then, I think I was the last person to take a seat in that flight. They offered vouchers, but I was already late for class. When I got home I realized I should’ve taken the voucher. I didn’t get home until 2:00 pm. I realized it was too late to do anything about it so I just went home to relax and get some decent sleep. Tuesday was catch-up day, so I had to be well rested.

           

Wednesday arrives. I didn’t sleep. At 5:30 am I was taking a shower just to finish up some work and leave home by 6:30. I arrive at the university at 7:00 am and run directly to my classroom to take a test. God I hate 7:00 am tests. Shortly after, at 9:40 I get to my English class to realize that I not only have to take one, but two consecutive tests to get up-to-date. That done, I move to the next class. Again, I have to take a test in this class to catch-up with the group. My mind was already going crazy from the lack of sleep and previous tests. I didn’t know if I could take much more; I still had the oral presentation. As soon as I finish my fourth test and probably mental exhaustion, I walk to my oral presentation. I couldn’t even think about what I was going to say. I forgot everything I was going to say and had to just read everything from my PowerPoint slides. Thankfully, my professor didn’t mind. Alas, my day was over. As the clock hit 1:35 pm my whole body just felt relieved that the day was over, but little did I know that the worst was yet to come.

           

Why did every class decide to give me loads of homework for the last week of class? Not only that, but First I have this 50 problem physics project for which I needed a lot of time, then my chemistry class decides to give me two labs to had in for that week. Last but not least, my social sciences teacher decides one oral presentation is not enough. I knew I was done for before the week even started. I rushed to do all my work before deadlines. I also had some work built up. I couldn’t even think straight for that whole weekend. I don’t know how I survived, but I did.

           

All in all, here I am. A survivor to one of the worst possible mistakes one can do. Honestly, never ever take days off on the last weeks of class. You lack time to catch up. Most teachers have to rush all the work because they didn’t cover enough material in the semester. Believe me, I do not recommend this experience to others. The trip to D.R. can wait. I’m just thankful that at least I had an awesome time; an unforgettable experience. If you have the time, do it; if you are in your last week of class, don’t do it. Trust me, you will regret it.