9 Posts That Describe Final Year Fear

Deep breaths, everyone. Deep breaths.

It's finally here. Final week of final year. Stay. Calm.

And look how far you've come.

You started out the year with such high hopes...

'Channel your inner Hermione,' you told yourself fifteen times an hour. 'She got good grades AND saved the wizarding world from a terrible fate!'

But suddenly your motivation started to wane and everything became a bit of an effort.

Then the work really started to roll in. But still, you didn't panic.

If Kim isn't worried, why should I be?

Then, gradually, as if out of no where - you cared. Maybe it was classmate eagerness or the actual real-life plans they were formulating for after college, but damn. You cared.

Gone were the days of skipping class and Netflix marathons. You have things to do, Goddammit!

You were born ready, baby.

You are now one with your education. You've got this under control. You can do well. Hell, you WILL do well!

And when you graduate with the rest of your class, there will be naysayers. There will be obstacles. There will be people like this:

But ignore the haters. You worked hard for your degree - celebrate and enjoy. You're fabulous!