So its Sunday night and to say you're stressing out would be an understatement. You barely started studying, you're on your fifth cup of coffee and you're seriously contemplating giving up now and moving off the grid. But if its any consolation, your favorite Modern Family members know exactly what you're going through during your horrible, awful, brutal finals week…
You swore you wouldn't procrastinate, but is it too late to start studying on Sunday night? (Asking for a friend)
You spend hours creating color-coordinated study guides and when the frat guy next door wants to mooch, you aren't down.
Your friends at other schools are already living it up on break, and you constantly have to remind yourself to stay strong and push through.
It's not your fault that binge watching One Tree Hill is more entertaining than memorizing Freud’s theory of the mind…
It's 1 a.m., you've been studying for hours, and you’ve never felt more confident for your first day of exams.
The girl who partied all weekend and forgot to study approaches you for a last minute review right before the test and you just seriously cannot deal.
Your professor passes out the exam just when you feel that you will physically pass out right then and there.
You're one of the last people to finish and barely make it out of the lecture hall with your life.
One down, a million more to go…
You decide to be super proactive and go to your Teacher Assistant's office hours, but as soon as you start asking questions about essay writing strategies, they aren't willing to help.
Your roommate finished all of her exams already and is high on life. She invites all of her friends over when you're trying to study and you’re just not having it.
You ask your professor to calculate what you need in the class to get your desired grade, and the answer is the opposite of what you wanted to hear.
You realize that studying is just hopeless and you call your parents to pitch them your backup plan.
Your parents remind you that you need a certain GPA to keep your scholarship and you're all like…
You know your parents are right, but you also know that your classes are hard AF and you have to be realistic.
You go to bed at a reasonable hour because all the studies on Buzzfeed you distracted yourself with last night said that getting a lot of rest before a final is key, but you still wake up exhausted.
You hit Starbucks because there’s no way you're surviving the day without being overly caffeinated.
You call your best friend to give her a last minute pep talk.
But you're unable to take your own advice…
You take your next exam but as soon as you turn in your scan tron, you know that you shouldn’t have marked “C” for five answers in a row.
You go back to your dorm, pity yourself, and text everyone you know about how much your life sucks.
Desperate times call for desperate measures…
You're getting delirious from studying so hard, notwithstanding the fact that you don’t even know 1/4 of the material yet.
You beg your friends to let you borrow their flashcards, but now its 3 a.m. and you're a lost cause.
Your roomie asks if you need another Venti Skinny Vanilla Latte
You’ve been awake so long that the food from that Mexican place that only tastes good when you're drunk is your only option - turns out it isn’t all that bad when consumed sober.
Your grade is so frighteningly borderline and you are determined to ace this test.
But you don’t.
Your grade is literally an 89.49% and your professor refuses to round up.
Its finally the exam for the class you considered to be a joke all quarter, and you know you’ve got this.
To get yourself in a good mood, you decide to be hygienic for the first time all week. You take a hot shower, put on some cover up to hide your stress induced acne, and put on your favorite pair of Lulus.
You know you've got the material down because how hard can a stupid GE like Myths & Legends really be?
The answer is harder than you thought.
You decide to be productive and join a study group. You know you're the weakling, so to prove you deserve to be there, you try to say something insightful about the curriculum.
Do you really care about the fact that your diet consists of pizza, chocolate, and diet coke? No, no you do not.
Despite your friends’ best efforts to convince you that you wouldn't have a meltdown in the middle of the test, you did anyway.
You try to make sense of it all and justify your withering GPA
You compare answers with your friends and you both get the same thing.
The excitement is a bit to overwhelming...
Your RA writes you up for studying too loudly, even though its only 7 p.m. and you don't take it too well. #QuietHoursSuck
Its finally winter break and you slowly pick your self-esteem off the floor and reclaim your sanity.
Looking back, everything is a bit blurry….
That someone was you.
