Any college student dreads the stress and complications that come along with midterm and final exam weeks. We try just about anything to ensure that we'll get an A on our tests, whether it be asking our professors for help, pulling all-nighters to write papers, and relying on caffeine for motivation to cram a whole or half semester's worth or material into our heads.

It all starts when our professor discusses the format of the test and we're forced to realize that midterm or final exam week is just a few days away and we haven't opened a book yet.

Then we overhear classmates talking about how much they plan on studying because they know it will be a hard test.

After class we're thinking we won't have to study too far in advance, so we occupy ourselves with more important things.

Then it's just a few nights before the test, so we look over our notes to see what we're in for and we think we understand all the information we're skimming through.

We put off studying until the night before and as we start reviewing the material in detail, we realize studying isn't going to be as easy as we initially thought.

After puling an all-nighter in the library, we confidently walk into class thinking we're bound to get an A on the test until we hear classmates discussing their notes and none of it sounds familiar.

When they mention the possibility of this foreign topic being an essay question, we jump into their conversation for some last-minute enlightenment.

We start the exam and confidently fly through the first few questions until we reach the one that seems completely unrelated to anything we studied.

We're able to stay calm until we reach the essay response where our professor asks about the unfamiliar topic our classmates were just talking about before the test.

We finally finish with a slight glimmer of hope that we pulled off a decent grade while our classmates asks us how we think we did.

Just a few days later we see that our professor posted the results online and we're horrified by our grade that is just one point shy of the A we had hoped for.

Then our friends ask us why we're in a bad mood and we can't even begin to explain our frustration.