It's beginning to look a lot like finals everywhere you look. Stressed out students fill their heads in laptops, papers, and books. Christmas lights glimmer in the night sky, hopes of happiness soon to come. For now, students fill the floors of libraries and study nooks galore. The endless coffees, one, two, three, however, many you need - it's beginning to look a lot more acceptable. Naps in a nook, bed, or floor, it's okay to have a quick snore. Cookies, pizzas, mozzarella sticks, it's all the goodness that fills the stomachs running on empty. A quick snack here and there suffices the hunger of students as hungry as bears.

It's beginning to look a lot more hopeful as exams approach. Pencils hurriedly circle in the scantrons of exams, as students recall information recently taken in. Professors tap their feet along the way, checking for any errors and scanning the rooms array. A, B, C, or D - which one could it be? Recall the notes galore, and lectures that put you to bore. One, two, three, in the blink of an eye, you suddenly recall the truths behind the questions laid in front of you. The prettiest sight to see is the A on your exam, Campus Cookies outside your door, and the newest Netflix screen. The prettiest aroma to smell is the nearest Christmas candle that soothes your soul as you hurry along the way, finishing the week away.

One exam, two exam, three exam, it never ends. One after another, time creeps closer to Christmas break. College students wish for the Christmas spirit of Michael Buble, mistletoes strung, Christmas wreaths hung, and trees mounted with lights spun in a trance around the huge speckled green plants. The spirit creeps upon students excited for the holidays, yet taken back to the reality of the workload piled in front of them.

Take a look at the Power Points again, and maybe even then you might recall the glimpse of an answer given away in class a day or two ago. There's a Starbucks truck on the side of the street giving a high of happiness to share around stressed out students bound in study groups of five. All strung upon the streets and sidewalks wishing for the Christmas miracle of passing exam grades and magical GPA's, that'll boost their self-esteems since it's steps closer to their dreams.

The final days come, libraries strung with focus and silence that not even a mouse could scurry on by. Focus turns to success, and it's beginning to look a lot like finals, but soon it's beginning to look a lot like Christmas.