Worries or the Lack Thereof

It's finals week and everyone's stressing out until their eyes are bloodshot... Well, except for me that is. It's kind of odd actually, perhaps even concerning, that I'm not worried about finals like everyone else is. Is it due to my own shortcomings and laziness or do I really see no reason to worry?

I've been like this for the past few years. Even my high school guidance counselor told me that I'm just more laid-back than other students, which isn't necessarily a bad thing. I remember when everyone was freaking out about college applications when I was a senior in high school; people were running all over the place during the first week of school to ask their teachers for recommendations. I didn't even ask for teacher recommendations until a month or so after everyone started. I definitely didn't start my application essays until a week or so before they were due. Choosing which schools I "wanted" to go to was pretty laid-back as well, perhaps half-assed is a better word. Frankly, I just didn't understand why everyone was freaking out. What freaked me out was the fact that I wasn't initially freaking out like everyone else. Ironic, wasn't it? Perhaps I should have been freaking out like everyone else and lit a fire under my own but. Maybe a tad bit of worry could have been a great motivation in being proactive. Who knows? Perhaps I could have gotten into my reach school if I had done so.

Anyways, I find myself in a similar situation with finals and I've recently become quite cognizant of it: with the lack of worry, should I be alarmed or should I be relieved? For the past few days I've just been hanging out with my friends, eating out, smoking, and just keeping one another company. When I have a final, I just look over my previous notes a few hours beforehand then I take it. Frankly, I don't see what else I can do to prepare. I believe that either you understand the material and a test will assess that or you don't, nothing more, nothing less. Clearly, with people cramming and studying like they've never before during the semester, it makes me question: Are they worrying too much or am I the one that should be worried?