Sixteen weeks ago we were eagerly anticipating the start of a new school year, new class schedules, and meeting new friends. We looked forward to the workload we had so carefully picked out for ourselves, and we showed up to our 8 a.m. class bright eyed and bushy tailed. Textbooks were ordered, brand new folders were bought, and we couldn't wait to write in our new Lilly Pulitzer planner. Fast forward sixteen weeks later, and our motivation to succeed has seemed to vanish quicker than our summer savings.
At this point in the semester, the only thing keeping us alive is nine cups of coffee a day and Chipotle. Between contemplating our will to live and our desire to succeed in college, we have got to make some time to study for these absurd finals. Finals week is honestly impossible to imagine without truly living through it, so here's finals week as told by the cast of Chicago Med.
Forgetting even the simplest material that you were convinced was just common sense.
When you don't even have time to see your friends because any spare time is spent drowning in textbooks.
Praying your alarm clock will die so you can actually get more than one consecutive hour of sleep.
Wondering how the guy beside you is doing so well and you're failing the course.
Avoiding studying and grabbing drinks with your friends instead...
And then walking into your 8 a.m. final the following morning hungover.
When your friends ask how you conveniently knew all of the answers for the exam with minimal studying.
Convincing yourself that your parents wouldn't be disappointed if you dropped out of school...
And then coming home for Christmas break with wonderful grades to present to your parents.
How did I physically survive that high-level stress environment?
Honestly, I don't know how a college student survives finals week. We run on an average of one-three hours of sleep per night and are expected to learn massive amounts of information in such a short period of time; and if we're lucky, we pull it off. Don't let the funny memes desensitize the agony many students face during the finals season.
I promise you, it's not luxurious at all. While we may feel like we're dying each and every finals szn, we continue to put ourselves through this torture with the hopes that one day we will have our dream job living in our dream house with our dream family and finals week will just be a memory of the past. Happy finals szn everyone!
