As the semester comes to an end and the panic of finals week sets in, you may feel like your brain is turning into a pile of mush. Keeping the little pieces of your life together is not as easy as it usually is. No one understands the struggle that you're going through and can capture your feelings quite like Andy Dwyer. Though he has the best intentions, sometimes he's just not on the same page as everyone else. You may find his everyday confusion to be surprisingly similar to the last few weeks of your semester.

Your professors have started reviewing for final exams. You're too scared to ask for help on something that you were supposed to know how to do for weeks but still don't understand.

The first thing that gets pushed to the bottom of your priority list is the way you look. Personal hygiene is definitely not your top priority with how much work there is to do.

You were really confident about the test that you just took, until you looked back at your notes or talked to someone else in your class. Only when it's too late did you realize how completely wrong everything you thought you knew was.

Try as you might to get those last-minute participation points, you have no idea what you're talking about. Despite this, you chime in to the conversation anyway.

Any semblance of a diet that you had going for the last few weeks is out the window now. You don't think twice about what you eat because you're so stressed out. Any time you spend eating is time that you get to avoid your work.

Looking at your planner and seeing all of the work you have to do makes you sleepy. You tell yourself that you'll get started right after a quick nap.

You finally admit to yourself that you might be in a little bit of trouble.

While you and the other members of your group project have had a great time bonding throughout the semester, actually working on the project wasn't top priority until hours before having to present it.

After a test, you try to have a normal conversation with your friends. You attempt to tell them how it went, but you have no brain power left to form sentences.

There's nothing you want more than to skip class and sleep or finish a last-minute assignment. However, you used up all of your skips earlier in the semester. Now when you miss class, it starts to affect your overall grade.

If all else fails, at least you can put on your resume that you're a really nice person.

Your parents and friends become your lifeline. When they ask you how studying is going, you might not always give the most confident answer, but they still believe in you.

A scary thought creeps into your mind that if you don't pass this class, you may not be on track to graduate.

You're not really sure how this happens every single semester, but somehow you always survive. Most of the time you don't do half bad, either.