You know what’s the worst? Finals week. But, did you know that there’s something out there that’s even worse than finals week?
Oh, yeah. That’s right.
The weekend before finals.
Now, hear me out. There’s a totally plausible progression with this. The weekend before finals week tricks you. Classes finish, and you think you have absolutely nothing to do.
But you’d be wrong. In the course of two days, your life goes from sunshine and rainbows to tornadoes and 100+ mph wind gusts. Here’s how.
1. It starts with a Friday night free of responsibilities.
So, you end up at a bar with your friends or *finally* catching up on Grace & Frankie.
2. Then, a Saturday morning you get to sleep in.
You totally have a final Monday morning at 8am, but for once you don’t have a volunteering event or a marathon or to work or whatever.
3. It’s super sunny, so you go outside, remembering that you’re excited for the end of the year to be here.
Maybe you run into some friends, and you guys decide to go out for the day, you know, to enjoy this sunny day.
4. Sunday morning rolls around, and not only were you out all night, but Sunday morning is actually 3pm Sunday afternoon, and you have nothing to show for it.
You missed the group text for brunch at First Watch, so now you have to suffer in agony. Oh, and you have a paper due at midnight in the same class that final is in tomorrow. #whoops
5. Let the crying commence.
For the next five to seven days, everything is going to suck. Brace yourself, friend.
Happy studying, Captains!