They are fast approaching. While April’s weather warms up the earth, Professors put the heat on the students. We all feel the pressure, we all wish for the comfort of June, but that seems like years away. People like to joke about the stress, all-nighters, caffeine addiction, and failing, no one likes to seriously notice what it is actually like.

1. Your friends will ask you to hang out and you think, oh maybe, I can get all of this done later. Then you come home to seven hours of work, and no sleep.

2. I wore grey baggy sweat pants, an oversized t-shirt with the abominable snowman on it, a life guard sweatshirt, uggs and cookies in my hair to school 3 times last week.

3. The other day my computer charger fried and deleted about 17 pages of my screenplay that I had been working on for two days. I cried for about two hours and then had to stay up all night typing the pages again.

4. This weekend I have to write two four-page papers, a children’s book, 10 pages of my screenplay, 10 poems, a letter, and a short story. That isn’t stress; that is a heart attack.

5. I think about dropping out and becoming a stripper at least ten times a day.

6. Last week I fell asleep in a random hallway. I used my backpack as a pillow. Someone came over to make sure I wasn’t dead.

7. I honestly don’t talk to my professors anymore, I just beg.

8. I value my 20-minute ride on the bus as precious homework time.

9. Sometimes I forget to eat because I have so much else to do.

10. Sometimes I wonder if it is all worth it, and then June comes around and I realize just how much I can handle.