As finals week approaches, college students all over America are pulling all-nighters and drinking more coffee in one week then they do a whole year. In light of all the madness going on, enjoy this article as I describe the details of finals week as if it were a real horror story. Well, let's face the facts, it is a horror story!
Monday Morning: you wake up and BAM, instant anxiety. You realize it's the worst week of the year. It's finals week. Have you studied enough? Have you prepared thoroughly? Then you realize that you haven't. AT. ALL. You jump out of bed and rush to get ready. Eh, leggings and a t-shirt will work because this is the week where comfort really matters. You run to the library to try to get some last minute studying in. Zombies.. EVERYWHERE! Well, not real zombies. But college students on finals week comes to a close second.
Coffee. SO. MUCH. COFFEE. This is the only way to stay alive and to not go insane. Although, going insane happens anyways because it's finals week. You look at your watch, it's time. It's time for your first final. You run to class just in time. You flip through your flash cards one by one. Psh, you've got this! You'll survive! The evil professor hands out the dreaded tests and it just got worse.. IT'S ALL OPEN RESPONSE! This isn't what you've prepared for! Your mind goes blank as if the evil professor has sucked your brain clean.
Palms are sweaty. Feet are jittery. How will you survive this? How will you make it through? The clock ticks in a very annoying rhythm that you never quite noticed before. Okay, quit getting distracted! Your whole grade depends on this! Heck, your life depends on this grade! You look around as people are already finishing up. You realize that they are some of the zombies you saw earlier, and how you should have taken that route. Dang it! Then everything goes silent. Your brain has kicked into overdrive and you suddenly remember everything. Your pencil moves faster that your hand can take!
And just like that, it's done. You've finished. You've survived. All the worrying, all the studying has paid off! You walk up to the evil professor and slam your test on his desk. You walk out of the classroom with such pride. Then you remember that you have four more finals. DUN DUN DUN.
So here's to my fellow college students. As the Hunger Games once said, "May the odds be ever in your favor."
