When your alarm clock goes off every Monday morning, you can’t help but scream internally and dread the week ahead. It’s almost like the universe is laughing in your face. Even though you want nothing more than to stay in bed, you have to give yourself the motivation to get up and get going!
Once you've gained the strength to make it to your first class, you think to yourself "oh that wasn't so bad, I can do this..." But! Soon after, approximately five minutes after, your body, mind and soul just wants the weekend so much it hurts.
Tuesday comes around and you totally forgot you have an exam in an hour and are completely screwed and you are now convinced that everyone and everything in the universe is against you.
Considering how you totally forgot about the exam, you also forgot breakfast and then you're that person with your stomach growling throughout the exam. Once the exam is over you pretty much sprint to the dining hall and devour any food you can get your hands on...
Thankfully, after making the mistake of forgetting your first exam of the week, you check your planner to make sure you're not missing anything else...thankfully, you're free from anymore tests or quizzes, but you have homework to complete before your 8 AM in the morning...so it's off to the library to get everything done the right way so you know you can get ahead of things...
Wednesday comes around...only two days until the weekend! Now, you know that you can make it. The worst part of week is in the past and you're ready to move on...that is until you get your exam grades back and then on top of that you get a call from your parents and their first question is "how are your grades?"...
After avoiding awkward questions and changing the topic, it's good to hear that, even though you may hate yourself for being so stressed or not doing well in class, your parents still love you.
So, you're finally feeling good about things and you decide to be in bed before midnight for once. Shortly after, you remember you're in college and 1 a.m. is like 1 p.m. to most people and sleeping through
loud shrills and blasting music is almost impossible.
After stuffing your head under the pillow, you manage to fall asleep and Thursday is finally here! I don't know about you, but Friday classes are in the past and Thursdays are the new Fridays! The weekend is so close you can taste it...just a few more classes until freedom.
One class down, one to go! In your last class of the day, your
professor also feels the struggle of the weekend being so close and decides to let the class out early!
Finally! The weekend is here...with a little help from Schmidt and some other personal motivational insight, you made it and you're so
happy you could cry...
Now, to make it through the weekend without any difficulties...but thinking of that just makes you even more stressed...not to mention, Monday IS only three days away...maybe this "college" thing isn't for everyone.
