No matter what college you choose to attend, finding a parking spot on campus is next to impossible. After dropping hundreds of dollars on a little parking sticker you still spend your mornings wasting time and gas money. During your college career, you've probably have thrown in the towel once or twice and parked illegally just to maintain your sanity, usually resulting in a parking ticket.

The search for a parking spot causes a roller coaster of emotions, from hopeful to helpless to wondering why in the world you bought a parking spot in the first place if you're just gonna circle the deck five times. It doesn't matter how early you leave for your class, you could leave 45 minutes before and still not find a spot until minutes before your class.

Who better to depict your dramatic fight to find parking than the drama queen herself Kim Kardashian?

Taking the first turn into the parking deck mentally preparing for what's about to ensue

Giving yourself optimistic self-talks and thinking "maybe today is my lucky day!" Spoiler alert: today is most likely not your lucky day.

Creeping up the levels looking for people leaving so that you can stalk them to their spot

Throwing your head out the window yelling "hey are you leaving!?!?!" Or "can I take you to your car?"

When you exert energy on stalking someone to their car and they turn around and mouth "I'm not leaving"

Looking back at them with eyes about to pop out of your face, a huge fake smile, and a clenched jaw. Trying to calm yourself down after and convincing yourself that your open parking spot is right around the corner!

Speeding down the ramp cause you saw an open spot on the other side, then watching that spot be taken but some lucky individual

...right in front of your eyes. That could have been me.

Sitting in front of the staircase praying for someone to walk out to their car

Maybe the harder you stare the more likely someone will magically walk out and grant you their spot.

After 20 minutes of circling you spot someone walking to their car and zero in on them

Slowly stalking them at 5 mph repeating "please be leaving, please be leaving." Hunching over your steering wheel, looking like a creeper with your hands digging into the wheel from excitement

Seeing them pull out their keys and unlock their car

FINALLY. And with three minutes to make it to a class that's a five-minute walk away... awesome, just awesome.