It's finals week. Excuse me for a second while I go cry in the corner.

Obviously, some of us have more to do during finals week than others. Some of us have exams every day. Some of us have a million papers to do and no exams. Then, there're those lucky few that have only one or two exams and no papers. No matter your situation, you know what it's like to be swamped and stressed with a slight addiction to coffee and an insane amount of sleep deprivation. After all, finals week somehow always has a way of sneaking up on you.

When you get back from Thanksgiving break and realize that finals are just a few weeks away:

Finals week begins and you can't help but think that your life is ending:

Then you realize that after a semester of slacking off, not reading the texts, and procrastinating, you actually have to do work:

You have so many things to study for and papers to write that you have no idea where to start or what's important or even who you are anymore:

Papers during finals week become a game of "how much crap can I fill this with before my professor notices that I have no idea what I'm talking about":

Eventually, your hand starts to hurt from writing so much, and your head starts to hurt from all the information learned in such a short amount of time:

There's no time to worry about healthy eating, so pizza becomes your life force:

So when someone offers you real food, you get really excited:

Eventually, you realize that you underestimated finals week and you're slowly falling apart:

When finals week is over, all you want to do is celebrate the fact that you're still alive:

Then your final grades come out: