OK, just take a second to breathe and hear me out.

You're exhausted. Coffee just doesn't really seem to help anymore; it's just vanilla flavored tar.

The only burst of energy you get is when you and your friends rush around to scarf down that glorious cafeteria food. It seems like only five minutes have gone by and suddenly you're back in your room or the library, studying for who even knows what class at this point. They all seem to blend together. You've been staring at the same page for five minutes.

This isn't anything like you thought it would be; high school seemed tough at the time, but now that you're looking back you wanna punch senior you in the face for taking study halls and free periods for granted.

Nothing like the smiling brochures or laughter of orientation week? I'm reading your mind right now because I was in the same position. OK, that's a lie, I still am. I went to bed at 4 a.m. to study for my quiz and I've been locked in the library since my classes ended for the day. I don't know when I'm going to eat dinner or manage to squeeze in a workout but as far as my mom is concerned when I call her on the phone I am TOTALLY FINE.

Welcome to college, where for the next four years you will simultaneously feel superhuman and like something straight out the local sewer. This isn't a sappy "it gets better" speech, but more of a realistic phrase. You will adapt. Slowly, you will manage to get your life together and know what learning style fits you the best, what time is the most productive for you to get your homework done and how to remind yourself that you are actually doing better than you think.

I think the most comforting aspect is that we are all simultaneously struggling, and the best friends that you will make are the ones that will stay up with you while you try to cram for that exam you totally forgot about. But you'll also go out together and try to be ~social~ college students and you'll have a blast.

All rambling aside, you will find your balance. And you will also have specific weeks in the semester where you'll feel like ripping your hair out because every professor decided to throw assignments at you at once. But then you have a whole weekend to celebrate once it's over! And you can breathe slightly for two weeks until it resets.

You're not alone, in the least cheesiest sense of the phrase.