The classic Christmas song remastered for the typical college student:
On the first day of college, my professor gave to me:
One semester of anxiety
On the second day of college, my professor gave to me:
Two group projects.
And one semester of anxiety.
On the third day of college, my professor gave to me:
Three presentations.
Two group projects.
And one semester of anxiety.
On the fourth day of college, my professor gave to me:
Four mental breakdowns.
Three presentations.
Two group projects.
And one semester of anxiety.
Five all-nighters.
Four mental breakdowns.
Three presentations.
Two group projects.
And one semester of anxiety.
On the sixth day of college, my professor gave to me:
Six syllabus changes.
Five all-nighters.
Four mental breakdowns.
Three presentations.
Two group projects.
And one semester of anxiety.
On the seventh day of college, my professor gave to me:
Seven shots of espresso.
Six syllabus changes.
Five all-nighters.
Four mental breakdowns.
Three presentations.
Two group projects.
And one semester of anxiety.
On the eighth day of college, my professor gave to me:
Eight naps per day.
Seven shots of espresso.
Six syllabus changes.
Five all-nighters.
Four mental breakdowns.
Three presentations.
Two group projects.
And one semester of anxiety.
On the ninth day of college, my professor gave to me:
Nine missed deadlines.
Eight naps per day.
Seven shots of espresso.
Six syllabus changes.
Five all-nighters.
Four mental breakdowns.
Three presentations.
Two group projects.
And one semester of anxiety.
On the tenth day of college, my professor gave to me:
Ten hours of crying.Nine missed deadlines.
Eight naps per day.
Seven shots of espresso.
Six syllabus changes.
Five all-nighters.
Four mental breakdowns.
Three presentations.
Two group projects.
And one semester of anxiety.
On the eleventh day of college, my professor gave to me:
Eleven failing grades.
Ten hours of crying.
Nine missed deadlines.
Eight naps per day.
Seven shots of espresso.
Six syllabus changes.
Five all-nighters.
Four mental breakdowns.
Three presentations.
Two group projects.
And one semester of anxiety.
On the twelfth day of college, my professor gave to me:
Twelve hours of homework.
Eleven failing grades.
Ten hours of crying.
Nine missed deadlines.
Eight naps per day.
Seven shots of espresso.
Six syllabus changes.
Five all-nighters.
Four mental breakdowns.
Three presentations.
Two group projects.
And one semester of anxiety.
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