With the semester coming to an end and the Projected Final Grade tool on Moodle becoming more relevant, we will soon realize it is here—finals week. Possibly the most emotional week of our lives, and luckily we get to experience it eight times as an undergrad—what a joy! Our only true form of nutrition is coffee and Taco Bell, and the average sleep time is four hours, for the entire week. Then it dawns on you: maybe if I would have studied this hard earlier in the semester, I wouldn't have to study this hard now. (But who really does that?)

This is how I like to think of it; we are all the damsel in distress, summer (and no more classes) is the knight in shining armor trying to save us, and finals week is the evil queen that locked us up in the tower. (I have a very dramatic imagination.) Basically, finals are the only thing standing in the way of our happy ending—which is sitting in Fred's and reminiscing on your amazing semester. I'm just waiting on the day that the knight can save me a tad bit quicker, and I don't have to suffer through the week of hell anymore, but I may be setting my standards a bit high.

Just thinking about finals week gives me an insane amount of anxiety, but then I think about how great it's gonna feel when I'm done and can go back to enjoying life. It's almost like we still get the happy ending, but we gotta endure the tragedy first. I'm just trying to use the symbolism high school English teachers taught me.

While it's no Romeo and Juliet, finals week is full of laughs (of delirium), tears (so many tears) and loads of coffee, and it's coming to a college near you.

Good luck on finals, friends, and always remember your happy ending is just around the corner.