Finals week is the worst. The bane of my existance, if you will. How many times can I cry in one week? I’m not sure, but each year I seem to break the previous year’s record. Thankfully, Mean Girls will always be there for us. Amen.
When the professor tells you the final exam will be cumulative.
When the teacher’s pet reminds the TA about an assignment she forgot.
When the annoying girl in your class keeps emailing you asking for notes.
When people ask if they can share your table at the library.
When the weird guy in your discussion asks you on a study date.
When you rememeber that during finals week, the carbs don’t matter.
When you haven’t showered or slept in 4 days.
When you call in sick to work so you can stay home and study.
When you bring your roommate coffee the morning of her first exam.
When you’re waiting for an exam to start.
When you look at the first question and don’t recognize any of the possible answers.
When you get a little too invested in your Shakespeare exam.
When you think you failed an exam, and realize you’ll have to rely on your other skills.
When it’s your senior year, you turn in your last exam, and realize you’re done with college FOREVER.
The celebration when it’s all said and done.
The daily routine for the rest of the summer.
Study on, Badgers. Even if your finals don’t go as well as you would have liked, you always have this to fall back on: