Registration is only days away, and I'm already having nightmares. Feeling stressful would be an understatement. Dark bags start appearing under the eyes, hair begins to fall out, comfort food is a new best friend, and checking the availability of classes each day becomes reality. For some, the ridiculous amount of luck they have grants them peace with their schedule. For panicked, tireless students like myself, we cannot wait for the wrecked appointment to be over with.

1. Your assigned registration time.

You would think administration would try to make enrollment times as accommodating to your schedule as possible, but instead they make you do it in a current class, trying to multi-task and keep up with its curriculum. Or in my awful situation this semester, having to pull over in a Starbucks on my way back to my hometown.

2. The wi-fi connection crashes.

It's all downhill from here. The arrow by the link address won't stop spinning and you feel your soul leaving your body every second it continues. You ask yourself if someone is playing a prank on you, but really, it's just your computer trying to ruin your future.

3. Remaking your schedule 23 times.

Capacities of available classes start to slowly fill up. You've opened ten tabs to research any class, no matter it's subject, to fit in your schedule. At this point you'd much rather write an essay than go on a course hunt.

4. Having to choose a disorganized professor because the favorite is full.

After spending 50 hours the previous night reading all reviews on ratemyprofessors.com, you have to accept the fact that the struggles of registration just might give you a D with the strict, hot-headed professor you now have to learn from. Did I mention that your peer got into the one you wanted all along? Welcome to the pains of life, my friend. Believe me, plenty of sympathy smiles will be coming your way.

5. Calling your mom freaking out.

Bless her heart, she sits quietly on the phone as you scream aggressively about dropping out. She's certainly confused and somewhat uninterested, because there's nothing she can do, or say, since you're hogging the phone with your tears. My mom stayed on the phone with me for the two hour duration it took last semester. Be ready for the call, Mom, it's coming.

6. 8 a.m.s.

These are an abomination to education. We already had to deal with these for the past 14 years, or so, in primary school, why on Earth would you force me to take them all over again?! I'm going to need to buy a Keurig pronto.

7. Finally accepting your new schedule.

After spending hours in front of your computer in disarray, it's all over with! Even the back-up schedules for your back-up schedules were full, so now you'll be taking classes you never imagined you would. Prepare yourself, because the next semester you'll be sighing with resentment. Trying to reach 16 units was another hassle, maybe you gave up at 15, or perfected the issue. Either way, you've survived another registration!