During my time as an undergraduate student at the Mizzou, I was a contributor to the online magazine, Her Campus. It was such a fun experience and I had the chance to write great pieces that I otherwise wouldn’t have had the opportunity to publish anywhere else. Check out some examples below, and more on my author page on the Her Campus website!
The 5 Stages Of Grief For Finals Week By Deena Kahn • Mizzou Contributor December 15, 2014 at 9:05am See that girl crying into her biology textbook or that guy whose eyes are bugging out of his head? You know what that means: finals! It’s that time of the semester again, and everyone feels like his or her life is over. Well, you know it isn’t really over, but that’s how you feel. Everyone knows the stress that builds up during the few weeks leading up to your finals and lasting all the way until you get home from your last one. Then, you fall onto your bed and enter your post-finals, emotional coma of being done with life for a bit. But just remember, amidst all the crying and praying and cramming, there’s always hope that maybe, just maybe, your professor will decide to cancel the final, even though you realistically know that’s near-impossible. But the hope that it could happen is what keeps you going long enough to at least attempt to make it through the week. The emotional rollercoaster you experience during finals week is a lot like going through the stages of grief all at once and repeatedly over again, but just remember: the minute you’re done with these finals, you have an entire semester before you have to go through this whole thing again! Stage 1: Denial You can definitely go out tonight. You totally don’t need to study because you have a whole week until your finals and that’s like, forever. You can watch all three seasons of "American Horror Story" on Netflix tonight, you have a whole 3 days before your final and you can just study tomorrow. That cute guy from your math class asked you out for drinks tonight? Well, you have to go out with him! Who cares if your final is tomorrow at 2 p.m.? That leaves all morning to study, and cramming is the best method for studying, right? Stage 2: Anger OH MY GOD, HOW IS IT THE MORNING OF YOUR FIRST FINAL ALREADY?! How is this even possible? It was just Thursday and now it’s Monday?! You can’t believe how foolish you were for thinking you had time to have fun and still prepare yourself for your final, and you’re nothing but angry at this point. You can’t even focus on the material you’re trying to speed read and cram because you’re too focused on how angry you are with yourself for not studying, with the professor and the school for making you even take a stupid final, and with the class for not being an easy A like you had hoped. Just make sure you don’t Hulk out at everyone around you because once finals are over, you’re definitely going to be even more pissed if no one wants to talk to you because it was like PMS times infinity. Stage 3: Bargaining You run to Starbucks to spend your last bit of your budget on caffeine to try anything to help you before your exam, then race over to your final early to make sure you get a seat. Once you sit down, you begin to hit the bargaining phase. You beg and plea to whatever deity pops into your head, whether you’re religious or not: “Please god of sociology 3600, please let me pass this final and this class. I really can’t fail because if I have to retake this class, I’m going to lose my mind. I promise to be a better student next semester and clean up my act if you only make sure I don’t fail my finals this week. I’ll become a hermit who only studies and goes to every class early and does all my homework the minute it’s assigned. I’ll even quit partying and I’ll go to sleep early like senior citizens and wake up to go for a 5k run every morning. Just please, please, please don’t let me fail this exam!” Stage 4: Depression As everyone starts getting settled and the professor begins to hand out your scantrons and exams, you start to notice you’re feeling hopeless about the exam and the panic you’ve been experiencing has now turned into full-on depression. You’re not ready to take this final and you know it. You’re going to fail this exam, then fail the class, and then fail out of college. It was inevitable: you're done. You know you don't know the material. You start to imagine your parents' reaction when they ask you how you think you did on the exam. You lie because you know damn well you failed but you don't want them to know. College for you is over. Your life is over. A single tear begins to form and run down your face, when suddenly... Stage 5: Acceptance The exam is placed on your desk. You open it to the first question and realize that it’s not in some foreign language you’ve never learned, and that you actually kind of understand it; or at least, some of it. You don’t fully understand what it’s asking, but you vaguely remember learning something about this in class. You remind yourself to take a deep breath – in and out, in and out – and you suddenly feel a small wave of calm wash over you: acceptance. You’re not as uneducated on this as you thought, and you may pull this off or you may not, but you’re ready to accept whatever happens (though you still secretly hope you pass it because who really wants to fail their finals after all the ridiculous amounts of work you do during the semester?), and you’re going to try your damnedest. At the end of the final, you walk out of there completely confident in absolutely nothing, but you’ve accepted your fate and moved on to the emotional realm of “whatever will be, will be.” You feel grateful to be done with finals, until you realize... It’s only Monday. You still have four more days of this. Good luck, collegiettes.
Movie Review: 'Gone Girl' By Deena Kahn • Mizzou Contributor October 9, 2014 at 10:14am Whether you have free time or not, you need to see "Gone Girl." Don't even bother reading this, just go, right now. But if you still need some convincing, more than just a random journalist telling you to go see a movie, then read on. If you don't know anything about "Gone Girl," then here's what you need to know. The book of the same name by Gillian Flynn came out in June 2012. The movie just came out last week (Oct. 3). "Gone Girl" is told from the perspectives of the two main characters: Nick (Ben Affleck), the husband, and Amy (Rosamond Pike), the victim. It's a horrifying, disturbing tale that will have you wanting more, then less, then not knowing what you want anymore. It will have you sitting on the edge of your seat and biting your nails, as your eyes widen to take it all in. For those of you who are afraid to see movies that are based off books for fear they won't be anything like the original story, you need not fear this one. The story told in the film, thankfully, is very similar to the book, probably because the screenplay was written by Gillian Flynn and no author wants to see their work mangled into a nonsensical attempt at telling their story. As the movie progresses, you begin to piece together what has happened, and what's going on. You start to predict what's going to happen next and, as always, the “whodunnit” of it all. Then BAM! Everything changes, you don't know what's going on and you all about lose it trying to figure out what to think and how to feel. You go through a whirlwind of “wait, what,” “holy crap,” and various other thoughts that I shouldn't state here. By the end of the movie, you're questioning the people in your life, wondering if this will be the story of your life and you're probably a little creeped out and frightened... But in a good way. The kind of way you feel when you see a really good thriller and instead of not being able to sleep at night, you're scared in that weird way that gives you chills but not nightmares. If that makes sense. Maybe it doesn't. Why are you still reading this when you could be getting in your car and on your way to go see "Gone Girl" right now? Just make sure you go to the bathroom beforehand so you don't miss anything because trust me, missing two minutes of this movie could probably make you lose your mind. Go see "Gone Girl." Go. Now.