So, you did it. For whatever reason, you made the awful decision to take a summer class... or two... or three. Maybe you're desperately trying to scramble and graduate on time, or maybe you're a sixth year senior and just want to graduate before your grandchildren do. Whatever the case may be, most of us will make this dreadful decision at least once in our college careers.

The problem is it sneaks up on you. Finals are over, your friends have moved home, and the sweet season of music festivals and beach days has arrived. You've spent the past few days in a repetitive eat-sleep-binge watch cycle and haven't been paying attention to the calendar. Suddenly, the university calls and reminds you that you only have three days left to pay for the class(es) that you don't have books, motivation, or energy for. Panic sets in. What do you do?

Pay. This should be obvious, but if you wish to follow through with what you signed up for, maybe stop ignoring the university's emails and pay for it before it's too late.

Gather your supplies. Whether that means rush ordering your book(s) from Chegg from the comfort of your warm bed or crawling out of your pillow fort and braving the campus bookstore and their overpriced supplies, it must be done.

Sleep. And no I don't mean food coma induced naps between episodes. At least try to get yourself back on a semi-normal sleeping pattern before you subject yourself to classroom hell again. Your mind and body will greatly appreciate it.

Binge. Get as much of your binge watching done as you can with your few precious remaining hours before a professor is lecturing you on homework and time management.

Cry. There's no better way to ruin a summer than stuffy classrooms, papers you won't write until an hour before they're due, and MORE finals. So cry into your wine bottle (or beer, whatever floats your boat) and pray it flies by as quickly and painlessly as possible.