Welcome back, people! The holidays have come and gone, and now it’s time to get off the couch, get out of your pajamas, perhaps shave your legs for the first time in a month, and start warming your brain up for another semester of attempting to be smart. As we start settling into our new schedules, we’re all experiencing similar bouts of anxiety, stress, and fear of the unknown. Here are some pictures that perfectly sum up the first week of second semester:
You just spent an entire month like this.
So naturally you’re super excited to get back to school and see your BFFs.
You’re feeling pretty good about being back on campus, especially since classes haven’t started yet so you may resume your role as couch potato, but this time amidst your friends.
But then Tuesday rolls around, and you actually have to look decent and walk all the way from Milbank to Kent in the freezing cold.
Even though you have a new notebook and set of pens, as you take a seat at your first lecture, you suddenly feel very unprepared. Why did everyone already buy the textbook?? This is supposed to be shopping week!
And then some biotch in the front row keeps raising her hand and asking annoyingly intelligent questions, and you decide you hate her already.
The professor doesn’t seem to understand that syllabus week is supposed to mean handing out the syllabus and letting us go half an hour early.
As you start to feel the effect of binge watching a month’s worth of reality television, you’re pretty sure you’ve become less intelligent since last semester.
By the end of the week, your body hurts from walking up and down the Hamilton stairs (slowest elevator ever!), your brain hurts from having to actually use it again, and you’re pretty sure this will be the most exhausting semester of your life.
But one night you find yourself strolling through college walk, and as the bright cheery lights make you feel all warm and fuzzy, you think maybe it won’t be so bad after all.