It's almost time for finals, and you know what that means, stress. Lots and lots of stress — and endless thoughts of dropping out, but mostly stress. Since this is my first time experiencing all that is finals, I can only imagine it will go a little something like this:

1. You start off your week in the library with your backpack weighing in at twice what you weigh.

2. Looking at everything you brought from your least favorite class and just resenting your professor 100 times more.

3. It's your 8th hour in the library and all that caffeine is taking a toll on you.

4. Trying to focus at this point is futile, so you give in to the unproductive part of you after a long battle.

5. Rummaging through your pockets and backpack from some loose change to buy another form of caffeine to keep you going, but coming up empty handed.

6. You start to think, "Do I really need to be here? Is it really worth it?" and then seriously consider dropping out but then. . .

7. You think of everything else you would rather be doing than studying.

8. Walking into your exams like.

9. After reading the first question.

10.Your exams can either go this way. . .

Walking out of the exam and someone says, "That wasn't too bad I think I did OK."

Walking out of the exam and being the person who says, "That wasn't too bad I think I did OK."

11. Whichever way it went, you're just happy to go home.

12. And finally, getting your grades back once your scores are in, and despite your best efforts, you managed to fail all of them.

13. So next semester starts off with.