We all know and hate the dreaded week at the end of each semester: finals. There's nothing like starting off the holidays telling your parents about your plummeting grades and dignity. A whole week of last minute cramming, writing 13 page papers in 3 hours, spending too much money on Starbucks and getting little to no sleep is not the way I like to end my semester. If you're unfamiliar with the unfortunate time of year we call finals week, here it is as told by MTV's Jersey Shore.

When you get the University's email listing all exam dates and times.

Realizing that your sleep schedule is nonexistent this week.

You try to find a table at the library to declare your home for the next week, but every single one is taken.

So you resort to scaring away (or insulting) freshman who take a 4-person table for just themselves. (Okay, maybe we don't do this but we come close to it.)

One hour into studying, you are already losing all hope so you consider the alternatives...

Like dropping out.

Or blackmailing your professors into giving you an A.

And once you finally feel like you are retaining information, your professor emails a study guide with 240 terms.

Looking at the clock only to realize your exam is in an hour.

And then realizing you have 2 more following that one.

But at the end of it all there is no better feeling walking out of your last exam knowing you're done and that Christmas is 10 days away.