Remember the 90s? We were small children with no worries about the finals weeks to come. But here we are, years later, dying at the thought of essays, tests, and the final projects that surely await. Even though we didn't know it at the time, the 90s did a pretty swell job of describing finals week.
Waking up and realizing it's finals week
There may will be tears.
Seeing just how many tests and assignments are due in that one week
Is it even humanly possible to accomplish so much in seven days???
"The final will be cumulative"
... You mean I was supposed to remember everything from those other tests?
Looking at the review sheet like
Wait, did we even learn half of this?
Your friends being the real MVPs after spending 2839273 hours in the library
If you were on a diet, you're certainly not during finals. Pizza is life.
Not leaving the library until 3 AM
God bless extended library hours.
And realizing your brain isn't working anymore
(It's probably because you were at the library until 3 AM)
Hiding from your responsibilities
If we just hide, we don't have to do anything, right?
"I think we should schedule every single final on one day" - Every professor ever
It's like they want us to fail!!
Getting halfway through the week and realizing you haven't showered
Dry shampoo is your new best friend - also, messy buns.
Knowing you'll sleep literally anywhere
Sitting still for too long? Nap time.
Drinking your fifth cup of coffee in three hours
Coffee replaces vegetables in the food pyramid during finals week.
...Then realizing you're out of money for said coffee
Check for loose change under couch cushions, the bottom of your backpack, and the pants you wore last week.
Trying to maintain a positive attitude about the current situation
... And failing because the current situation is terrible.
Every essay ever written during finals week
We all know the best proofreading happens after it's been submitted.
Going to office hours and having words for your professor...
"But my dad's not here, and you're a wienie!"
Facing the inevitable defeat that is finals
Suddenly your Google search history becomes "jobs that don't need a degree."
But then realizing it's over! You survived!
Another semester in the books! Stay strong, my friends, stay strong.