It's that time of year again, fellow bears. The Phase I days have been sent out, and students across campus are anxiously awaiting as they plan the perfect strategy to attain their most desired classes.

But this process comes with tears, pain and sadness. Here's why:

1. At first, you're really confident. You've written out your course control numbers, made three backup plans and prepared yourself for the worst.

2. As the Phase I period begins, you obsessively check Tele-BEARS to see the status of your classes. Are they full? Is there space? Chances are, you already have to accept the waitlist for 50 percent of your classes.

3. You complain and rage about Tele-BEARS to your friends from back home. They just don't understand.

4. You're a little worried. Your Phase I is a day away and your three backup schedule plans aren't enough.

5. Now it's time. You're 30 minutes away from your Phase I period. You can feel the sweat collecting on your palms.

6. You're 10 minutes away. Your vision is blurring and your heart is racing. Your significant other can't even make you feel this way.

7. Here comes reality. Two of your classes are full, but it's okay. The battle may be lost, but the war is not yet over. You have a bit of faith left in you. There's still a little hope, right?

8. Syke.

9. FINALLY! You've successfully attained ONE class. There's a rush of adrenaline pulsing through your veins. You're back in the game.

10. This is a good feeling. Your confidence is regained, at least for now.

11. You spoke too soon. Your browser is frozen.

12. Everything is falling apart. You laugh hysterically.

13. Time passes. Your heart grows numb and your resentment towards Tele-BEARS increases exponentially.

14. You can hear the Tele-BEARS gods screaming something like this at you.

15. Then comes the denial.

16. Even though your world is crumbling around you, you give it one last futile attempt.

17. Until finally... it's over. You settle for two classes that you randomly found in the midst of your quest for the perfect schedule and pray for the wait list to be in your favor.

18. You close your laptop, sit back and accept defeat. We get it, Tele-BEARS. You always win. Jerk.