11 Signs Finals Are Approaching As Told By Olivia Pope

11 Signs Finals Are Approaching As Told By Olivia Pope

It's handled. Kinda. IDK just save me please.

It's that time. It's the point in the semester where going to class everyday feels like a chore. Projects, exams, and the worst of the worst.. finals. These are 11 sure signs finals are approaching at your campus.

1. Your professors expect you to come to class every day but your mind is set to summer.

So, I'm supposed to wake up and come here every single day? Rude. Honestly, rude.

2. You start to think about the fact you aren't going to sleep again until May.

Don't whine about it, wine about it. Thanks for the inspiration, Liv.

3. When your professor tells you there's still time left to save your grade.

Just give it to me straight. I can take it... Maybe. OK, lie please. I can't.

4. Laying in your bed becomes a spiritual experience.

This is what life's about. This is the point in the semester when you appreciate your bed more than ever.

5. You've made six appointments with your advisor... in the past three days.

"Calm down. Breathe. I've got you."
Shout-out to all the advisors. You rock.

6. Every waking moment is spent in the library.

Did I sleep here? When's the last time I've been home? What day is it? Did I miss my test?

7. You have no time or energy left for social interaction.

I will be forwarding all calls to my secretary and I'll get back with you once summer is here, thanks.

8. But you still need the occasional hug from your best friend to get you through.

"Please tell me I can make it through this, also let's go get cheese dip."

9. You have an 89.9 and your professor announces that they do not round grades for any reason.

How dare they, honestly?

10. Your life is crumbling around you, but you're trying your best to keep it together.

Bank account reads 0 dollars. GPA is going downhill. You're hungry, sleep deprived and delusional. Life is fine, it's OK.

11. Then finally, leaving the library headed straight to your final; ready to kill it.

Kill it. Own that final. You got this. Slay it.

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I'm The Girl Without A 'Friend Group'

And here's why I'm OK with it


Little things remind me all the time.

For example, I'll be sitting in the lounge with the people on my floor, just talking about how everyone's days went. Someone will turn to someone else and ask something along the lines of, "When are we going to so-and-so's place tonight?" Sometimes it'll even be, "Are you ready to go to so-and-so's place now? Okay, we'll see you later, Taylor!"

It's little things like that, little things that remind me I don't have a "friend group." And it's been like that forever. I don't have the same people to keep me company 24 hours of the day, the same people to do absolutely everything with, and the same people to cling to like glue. I don't have a whole cast of characters to entertain me and care for me and support me. Sometimes, especially when it feels obvious to me, not having a "friend group" makes me feel like a waste of space. If I don't have more friends than I can count, what's the point in trying to make friends at all?

I can tell you that there is a point. As a matter of fact, just because I don't have a close-knit clique doesn't mean I don't have any friends. The friends I have come from all different walks of life, some are from my town back home and some are from across the country. I've known some of my friends for years, and others I've only known for a few months. It doesn't really matter where they come from, though. What matters is that the friends I have all entertain me, care for me, and support me. Just because I'm not in that "friend group" with all of them together doesn't mean that we can't be friends to each other.

Still, I hate avoiding sticking myself in a box, and I'm not afraid to seek out friendships. I've noticed that a lot of the people I see who consider themselves to be in a "friend group" don't really venture outside the pack very often. I've never had a pack to venture outside of, so I don't mind reaching out to new people whenever.

I'm not going to lie, when I hear people talking about all the fun they're going to have with their "friend group" over the weekend, part of me wishes I could be included in something like that. I do sometimes want to have the personality type that allows me to mesh perfectly into a clique. I couldn't tell you what it is about me, but there is some part of me that just happens to function better one-on-one with people.

I hated it all my life up until very recently, and that's because I've finally learned that not having a "friend group" is never going to be the same as not having friends.

SEE ALSO: To The Girls Who Float Between Friend Groups

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