What do we call this week in which we throw our sleep schedules to the wind and consume infinite amounts of caffeine? The same week we lock ourselves in our rooms and stare at textbooks for hours straight? Not to mention type thesis papers until our hands are numb. as well as become robotic creatures dominated by the idea that we are "unscholarly" if we waste any time at the end of the semester towards things that aren't academically relevant? (A stretch? Not by much.)

Yes, we have come to finals week. In the middle of this zombified anxiety fest, we can get tired, cranky and unsociable. Everyone's in the same boat: suddenly all of the your classes big assignments have piled up into one horrific mountain which you must climb and conquer with little time to spare. As we (frantically) walk around campus in our own little worlds, trying to take on our individual mountains, we tend to get down on ourselves for a short period of time, doubting our abilities to handle the pressure.

But forget about you for a moment. Us students cannot lose sight of one imperative fact: we live in a world with outrageously adorable animals that can double as antidepressants. Think you need that caffeine and junk food to get by this week? Wrong. All you need is a glimpse of the cuteness that you valued so much as a child (back when you didn't have exams to worry about.)

Best of luck with finals, everybody. When you lose sight of the beauty in the world as you study for days straight, remember our furry friends are out there cheering you on.