A full semester worth of work in three weeks?

After the student striking and the campus closing all of my classes have started up again. I now have a seminar paper, presentation, midterm exam, and final exam for every class all needed to be accomplished in three weeks. I have no clue how I am going to be able to pull all of it off. I am going to have to the hardest I’ve worked in a long time. I have nine written assignments all due before the ninth of December. I am stressed and part of me does not know how I will be able to accomplish all the work I need to get done, but I’ll do it. I will take it one assignment at a time. I have never not turned in an assignment and I am not going to start now. I will get everything done and it will be done to the best quality I can do. It is going to be tough, but I am so thankful for the opportunity to still be on the campus and being able to take classes. I ran into a first year student yesterday and she was asking me about why we are still able to take classes and if she knew when the University was going to reopen. I started thinking to myself “why am I so entitled that I still get to take classes?”
Even though I am stressed an the next three weeks I have a lot of stuff to get done and will not be sleeping a lot. I am lucky, I get to go to school and take the classes I need to go towards graduation. I’m lucky and blessed that the reason why I am not sleeping is because I am working on school work, while my peers are not sleeping because they are out on the streets. Last night their was a virus on my flashdrive and I lost six pages of my journal entries and at first I was upset and close to tears, but looking back on it I realize that it will all be okay, I can retype it. A professor from Concordia told me that our best work is when we type it all up once and are forced to retype it because our thoughts are more complete the second time around.
I feel like I have been complaining about such simple things that I take for granted. I have nothing to be upset or stressed about. I’m broke and in debt from a western view point, but I am one of the richest people I know because I am able to get a higher level education, I have a roof over my head, food on the table, and a family who will be by my side to support me in anything that I may need. What ever happens will happen and I know that at the end of everyday everything will work out okay. I just have to remember to keep counting my blessings and even though I might be going through a hard time with classes, I’d rather be stressed because of assignments than stressed with wondering where my next meal will come from or when school is going to reopen and if I will be able to afford to go back to school.