This is the last week people. So soon you will be home free, decorating trees and gaining the weight back from Thanksgiving that you managed to lose during dreadful finals week.

Here is a personal letter I may or may not have received from Benedict Cumberbatch letting us know that he is rooting for all of us. (Make sure to imagine his accent while reading, of course.)

Dear mere mortals,

Just wanted to write you this week while you slave away at your respective universities, trying to get the A you deserve. While you study, imagine me sitting across from you, speaking to you with my fantastically cool British accent. This has been proven to automatically allow your brain to hold more information.

Are you good enough to come away from this semester with a 4.0? YES. Believe in yourself people, you got this one in the bag. Not everyone can be flawless like me, but I can assure you, you are pretty darn close.

To give you a much needed laugh, imagine me in all of my glory crawling around on the ground pretending to be a dragon for The Hobbit. We will all do just about anything for greatness, and if I can pretend to be a creature much larger and scarier than I am, you can surely impress your professors with your endless intellect.

In conclusion, don't go a second this week thinking that you are alone in all of this turmoil and sleeplessness. Remember that your favorite British man is rooting for you and hoping that you live long and prosper. 

Well there you have it, a letter of motivation from the man who has charmed us all. Go out there and make him proud!