You wake up and drone through your morning routine. Before coffee, you might as well just be a robot going through the motions.

You start off with just one cup of coffee to get you to your morning exam review.

You make it to your review, but halfway through you realize that one cup is just not gonna cut it. Staying awake through the rest of this thing is almost as hard as waking up to begin with. Almost.

You get out and immediately go to the nearest coffee shop. You inhale three cups.

You quickly feel the caffeine rush and become a new person.

You're finally awake enough to get some work done, but are too hyper to sit still. You end up hanging out with your friends instead.

Your realize that your exam is tomorrow and you still haven't started studying. Cue caffeine induced panic.

You hit up the library with your fifth cup of the day for an all night cram session.

A few hours in, you feel yourself crashing and just want to go home.

What you really need is another coffee, but you can't afford to lose your prime library spot.

Your study buddy finally shows up, and to your elation, she brought coffee. There is a god.

After all the late night studying and coffee runs, you're pumped to get this final over with.