Here we go y'all. It is officially crunch time. It is finals week, the semester is over, and you have approximately five days to bring up your GPA. But, don't worry because you have prepared for this week since day one. Midterms were just dress rehearsal and now it is time for the show. We are all stressed, tired, hungry, and a little low on energy. So, who better to describe our literal exact feelings that Chris Traeger? Literally.

Coming back from Thanksgiving break completely motivated and ready to conquer finals.

Yes. You are pumped, you are on cloud-nine because you got to snuggle your dog, eat endless amounts of food, and sleep for hours on end for like seven whole days. Nothing can dampen your mood. Not finals, or group projects, or papers, or grades...

Realizing finals are a lot closer than you thought.

Ok, so hi. Finals just literally snuck up from behind you to say "hey what's up?" because for a second, you almost forgot about them. Almost.

When you can feel that tickle in the back of your throat become more and more prevalent.

You tell yourself every single morning "it's just allergies, it's not anything, it might be a cold." So, you drink some tea, pop some coughdrops in your bookbag, and skooch on out the door to class. You then repeat steps one through four every morning.

When you have literally used up all of the serotonin in your brain, so you find ways to stay positive.

Ok, so finals have actually come and you have exactly three days to know everything you have ever needed to know. While your health, bank account, and mental stability decrease, your stress rises. So, you get up, walk around outside, find your car, drive to your local McDonald's, buy some chicken nuggets, and come back to study. Because chicken nuggets make everything better.

When you have completed one of the many projects that are due in the blink of an eye.

Hey, it only took David one stone to defeat Goliath. I'm just sayin'.

After listening to your inner voice and you realize that you are way more prepared for these finals than you thought.

You have stressed and studied and stressed a little bit more, but you know that you have done the absolute best that you could do. So, relax, breathe, sleep, and take some cold medicine because your throat is on fire.

When that tickle in the back of your throat turns into "The Plague" the day before finals.

That's it, you're done for. The Plague that has been going around your school has officially taken you victim. You know it couldn't be from the literal hundreds of kids that were all crammed in the library on Saturday, you know that there is absolutely no way you got it from borrowing your roommates pencil, and you know it couldn't be from sharing your best friend's water bottle because you waterfalled it. So you lay awake at night wondering how on Earth you have fallen so ill at such an inconvenient time.

When your final is literally about to start and you suddenly forget your name and student number.

You know your name, it has been with you for twenty years and you have put it on the top of every page ever since you were in kindergarten. You know your student ID because you have to write it on every test you have ever taken. But, suddenly, when you go back to dot your "i" and cross your "t", you see you Mom's middle name on the page and have an internal scream.

When you hand in your test and your professor says "have a great break."

After recalling your name, writing your student ID so confidently your pencil broke twice during the process, and circling the proper multiple choice answer so precisely, you realize you just finished your final final. So, you check back over your test exactly two times, stand up, gather your things, and run-walk up to your professor to turn in your test in exchange for a month of freedom.

Finals are just that, final. After this week of five mini heart attacks, twelve life evaluations, and 7 hours of sleep, you are done. So, be a Chris Traeger and find your positivity to make it through this finals week.