When finals week is on its way, and Baylor's dead days have arrived, there are certain stages that students experience. I feel that words are not nearly precise enough to describe the feeling so I shall instead use SpongeBob .GIFs. In advance, you're welcome.

Stage 1: Confidence

You know this stuff! You've taken a whole class on it! It's not easy, but you will study hard and can probably get at least a B+? Maybe even an A-! You know what? Shoot for the stars! A+!

Stage 2: Procrastination

You're definitely gonna study. You will! But maybe... well, not right now of course. Not tonight. It can wait for another day.

Stage 3: Denial

This test won't even be that hard! I know this stuff. Finals are a long way away, we have time!

Stage 4: Regret

I should've studied. Definitely before now. Probably weeks ago. Probably from the second this semester started. That is how much help I need.

Stage 5: Panic

NO TIME LEFT! GET ALL THE HANDOUTS YOU WERE EVER GIVEN.

Stage 6: Get Hyped

WE CAN DO IT! MAYBE? YES.

Stage 7: Cramming

I will just read all my notes as I walk to the final and that should be good? And some of the chapters. That's good, right? I can do that.

Stage 8: (can skip if strong constitution) CRYING

Need I say more?

Stage 9: Taking the Test (DEATH)

I know some of the answers... Maybe.

Stage 10: Pre-Confidence for Next Time

Next time I will study. And ace them all. Probably.

And so the cycle continues on, in the lovely, miserable, endless circle.