It's been a long Week Nine for the students of UC Davis who have been painfully withering away due to the lack of their beloved Smartsite. Without Smartsite, nobody knows what to think, how to think, and can't frantically estimate what scores they need on final exams in order to see how much they actually have to study! Smartsite's absence has been the disaster of all disasters. We've all felt it, and we're all tired of feeling it. Here's a little recap of how a week without Smartsite played out.

It's Monday night and it's hours past the time that Smartsite was supposed to be back up. You're stressing, to say the least.

I mean, how are you expected to get through Week Nine without access to your grades and study materials? You better pray, and pray hard.

It's now Tuesday, you have a midterm tomorrow, a paper due at midnight, and Smartsite is still out of commission. Nonetheless, you're trying to stay strong.

Then you realize that the school is switching to another system and you see this as a clear act of war.

Pshh, well then that's just fine, Smartsite. Game on.

You frantically rummage through old notebooks, trying to find a shred of useful info hidden between the pages and pages of doodles and reminders that you scribbled down while your professor ranted on about something you could have found in the lecture notes on Smartsite.

You and your squad waiting patiently for Smartsite to start working:

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The IT guys be like:

Meanwhile at Mrak Hall, Katehi is excited to no longer be at the root of everyone's problems.

You try to get a study group together because you're about to drop out of school and hit the beach. You rely on others because there is no way you're getting through this alone.

Finals are next week. WiFi is down. Hope is scarce. We're running out of options.

Brb, driving to Dutch Bros. to drown my sorrows.

Then you realize Houseboats is this weekend and you've literally gotten nothing done this week.

It's Friday. Joke's over.

Smartsite isn't back yet, and neither is your sanity.

Dear whoever is "handling" this situation:

You send angry emails to your professors and vow to never look back.

You entertain the idea of jumping off the Death Star because you seriously don't know what else to do at this point.

You and your squad still waiting patiently for Smartsite to start working again:

No, but seriously. By the time it's back up, you'll be married and raising your daughter.

And oh, just to mention, she is 100 percent not OK with this whole disaster either.

You have just about had it, and you head over to the administration building like...

But wait, you're finally in the clear! Smartsite is back up... Temporarily! At 10:30 p.m... On a Friday. OK.

Yes, that's right. Smartsite decides to start working on the one day that five million people decided to go to Lake Shasta. On a holiday weekend. Savage move, Smartsite. Savage move.

You can expect that this is how people will be driving home from Houseboats on Monday, desperate to get cell reception and see for themselves if Smartsite made its grand comeback.

So Smartsite...

You gon' lose this strife and 27,000 students who have relied on you for the course of their entire academic careers. Play your next move cautiously, Smartsite.