It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas, so naturally, it's beginning to look a lot like final season. Schmidt, the notorious, Jewish lady-player from New Girl understands what it means to be part of the hellish atmosphere that is the end of a semester.
Finals season is coming up and it feels a lot like stepping on a endless line of legos only to find out that Starbucks messed up your order.
And when the pain from sitting in the library seems like it will never fade, it seems nearly impossible to be optimistic. In fact, sarcasm and pessimism are truly the only languages you know how to speak at this point (and maybe elementary Spanish after staying up for days on end to remember every conjugation).
But alas, all of the studying or should I say cramming ensues up until you have to drag yourself to your exams.
You walk out of the exam room thinking you nailed that one. You took that exam and you know think you killed it.
But then you talk to your friends and realize that every time you put A, the answer was actually C.
The only thing you really need at this point is a hug and for your friends to share your misery.





























