We all know what it's like. You're nearing the end of the semester. You're extremely excited about the small break you're about to get before you start the next semester. You're planning who you'll spend the break with, what you'll do with the break. You eventually decide you'll probably cancel all your plans and end up on the couch binge watching Netflix... And then, it hits you. It's finals week.

After having a complete temper tantrum, you start planning what you need to study for first, and of course, who you'll decide to study with. But instead, you just end up in a panic again, on the floor, confused, scared, wanting to give up.

After a few hours or an entire day, you decide it's time to get down to business. You grab your notebook, your laptop and your handy-dandy textbook (that you've just opened for the first time this semester). And of course, you need your trendy glasses to look the part.

After re-reading the same line 15 times, you decide you need a break. So instead of productively studying, you end up online.

Hours pass...days pass... You finally wake up one morning and decide today is the day. Today is the day you're going to actually study! But then you realize you love your bed too much for that nonsense.

After your much needed nap, you decide to get in touch with friends to study. But first, coffee.

Luckily, your friends realize your struggle and invite you to study with them.

At first you're all like:

But you all end up realizing that studying can be fun!

However, you also find it challenging, so you really just want to show up to finals and yell at your professor.

Finally, the day arrives... you're feeling nervous, but you're feeling good.

You finish and submit your final... And you still feel good.

You get your final grade back and one of two things happen. You're either extremely satisfied.

... or you're just not.