Imagine what would happen if someone recreated Elf and threw him into college, during finals week. This is how I think it would go...

1. Walking in to that first final...

"This place reminds me of Santa's workshop! Except it smells like mushrooms and everyone looks like they want to hurt me."

2. You forgot to study chapter 9 of Macroeconomics

"Son of a NUT-cracker!"

3. That one friend who insists all of his/her finals were easy

"You sit on a throne of lies!"

4. Mental breakdown number one

"I'm sorry I ruined your lives and crammed eleven cookies into the VCR."

5. Pre-study sesh snack time

"We elves try to stick to the four main food groups: candy, candy canes, candy corns, and syrup."

6. After you bomb your second final of the day

"So, good news. I saw a dog today."

7. Mental breakdown number seventy-two

"Why don't you just say it? I'm the worst toy-maker in the world? I am a cotton-headed ninny-muggins!"

8. Trying to find someone to study with

"Deb, you have such a pretty face, you should be on a Christmas card."

9. When you realize you have to pass these finals to graduate

"Some call it 'the show,' or 'the big dance;' it's the profession that every elf aspires to- and that is to build toys in Santa's workshop."

10. You're finally finished and you get those grades back...

"You did it! Congratulations! World's best cup of coffee! Great job everybody! It's great to be here!"