The time that we all dread every single year is finally upon us. The end of summer is approaching and the first week of the fall semester is just around the corner. We're all thinking the same thing, where did the summer go and why is school already starting? Don't worry, though, we are all feeling the same emotions of the first week of class.

You wake up and immediately regret signing up for a Monday class starting at 8:30 a.m.

You want to dress like a bum, but then you remember your mom always saying "you have to dress to impress."

So you save the leggings for another day and decide to wear something a little more impressing.

On your walk to class, you pass overly excited freshman who are beyond ready to start this new chapter of their lives and you start reminiscing on your freshman year.

You walk into class and realize you recognize not a single soul.

Your professor goes through the class roster and, most likely, pronounces your last name wrong and you most likely won't correct them.

Occasionally, you get the professor who goes around the room and makes you awkwardly introduce yourself and say some weird fact about yourself that probably no one cares about.

Your professor starts handing out the syllabus and you immediately flip to the attendance portion of the syllabus to find out the number of classes you're allowed to miss before the professor drops a letter grade or fails you.

While daydreaming about what days you're skipping class, the professor has the audacity to start teaching.

Like, hello, what happened to Syllabus Week?! Before you know it, you have homework and are told that it's "highly suggested" to read the textbook as it's "heavily used throughout the course." Then it hits you. You haven't even bought your textbooks yet and you don't want to spend boatloads of dollars on books you probably won't even open.

Alas, class is finally over.

Woohoo, one down, four more to go! Walking to your next class, you start seeing familiar faces and you realize how much you actually missed school. Just the literal school, though, you definitely did not miss class. It's good to be back.

After a long first day, you find yourself attempting to not procrastinate and you begin doing homework.

New year, new you, right? But you soon realize that you really aren't doing any work and you're basically just starring blankly at your textbook.Your brain is still in summer mode and there's a lack of concentration.

You start to feel sorry for yourself when you realize that you have class tomorrow.

And the day after that. And after that. While laying in bed mentally preparing yourself for the next day of class, you make a list of all your aspirations for the semester because it's going to be the best one yet!

At the end of a semi-hectic week, you finally take a deep breath and reward yourself with a Netflix binge because you officially made it through the first week of class.