The initial stage of denial sets in, and you're still enjoying the semester.

Then every professor assigns an essay or a project due the week before tests

Deciding to finally start studying had you like.

Trying to justify a Netflix break half an hour into starting to study.

Listening to people talk about how they’ve been preparing for weeks.

The daily mental breakdowns begin.

When someone asks you how you’re doing:

When people try to tell you that they are more stressed than you are.

Pajamas become a legitimate outfit choice.

When you mention dropping out to your friends:

Listening to people brag about their 4.0 GPA.

After your brain tell you it needs that fifth cup of coffee.

Concerned friends stage an intervention to remind you to take care of yourself.

After spending the night cramming, you realize the truth.

Rationalizing that in ten years, GPA won't matter!

Walking into your first final:

When you open up the test and nothing looks familiar.

Finally walking out of your last final.

Realizing you can finally go home.

We've almost made it!