Ahhh the semester is slowing coming to an end, and the anxiety attacks are beginning to become a regular occurrence. It feels as if almost everyone is in a frenzy and an extreme panic mode. Everyone keeps telling you to "finish out strong," but all you want to do is give up and go to bed. Here are just some, but not all, of the struggles that occur in the last few weeks of the semester.

When everyone is outside day drinking in the 75-degree weather, but you seem to have 6 essays, 2 group projects, and 13 finals...

Feeling like no coffee is powerful enough to wake you up and keep you going throughout the day...

Telling yourself that you're going to go to the gym every day, but end up crawling into bed and finishing a series of Netflix...

Being so broke that you resort to eating at the dining halls every day, even though all you want to do is order China City...

Running out of Dragon Dollars and not knowing what to do with your life anymore...How will I get iced coffee ?!?!?!

Wanting to go out every night because you only have so many days left, but feeling like you should be inside studying instead...

Checking your bank account and wondering what went wrong...

Having extreme FOMO watching everyone play on the front lawn...

Realizing that your friends get to go home a week earlier than you, and you have a final on the very last day...

Seeing pictures of your family drinking and BBQ-ing outside and not being able to remember what real food tastes like...

80-degree weather is for the beach, not for classrooms.

Mentally checking out of class and skipping an entire lesson...

Trying to teach yourself everything you supposedly learned this semester...

And lastly... the agony of counting down a number of days until going home. It's so close... but so far away!