The end of the semester means that it’s finals time, and if you are anything like me, this means war. My motto is “over-caffeinated and underprepared.” You know you have reached your breaking point when you look into the mirror and see this guy instead of what was once your fresh, happy face.

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Eating has become a second priority. I wish I could say I ate salad and vegetables during the end of the year but everything is always so stressful, and when running from work to class to the library this sometimes becomes your only option. (Are we really complaining though because mac and cheese.)

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Any free time you have is dedicated to sleeping. Actually any of it. In your room on your bed would be so ideal but I’ll settle for the corner table in the library and anything in between. Recognize yourself? I certainly do.

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If by some miracle you get to see your friends when running across campus, you basically cry with joy.

“How are you?”

“I mean probably near death I haven’t slept in like a week but…”

And you’ll tell them they look just fine. (Even though they don’t. None of us do.)

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A real photograph of me leaving my last final—

Stay strong, all. We’re almost there. To be honest, when I leave to go home, I’m always counting down the days until I move back into college. Back into the crazy, stressful, amazing adventure.