You ain't the sharpest tool in the shed, and you're not alone. The hell week also known as "finals" is upon us, friends. If you're looking kinda dumb with your finger and your thumb in the shape of an L on your forehead, welcome to the club. You will probably experience all these things and more in the next coming week. But, hey, now, you're an all star. You got this. And "Shrek" just seems to get finals week, too.
Your professor says the exam isn't multiple choice.
And it's cumulative.
You write a paper at 4 a.m. and read it the next morning to your disgust.
The stress hits you all at once.
And you just can't take it anymore
Your friends tell you about how well their finals went, but you're struggling.
And then they're done with finals before you and won't shut up about it.
You have multiple exams in the same day.
And you're dying inside but have to act like you're OK.
But you've been too busy for personal care or social interaction.
You open your exam and don't know a thing on the first page.
And you start to think about all you should've done.
And have so many regrets.
You finally leave your last exam and see the light of day.
And you're reunited with the friends you've barely seen for the past few weeks.
Then you hit the bars. Hard.
But soon enough your friends have to force you to check your grades.
At first you're upset.
But then you remind yourself it'll be alright.
You realize you can be yourself again.
And go back to doing the things you love.
