Go ahead, let it out. While things will soon be better (Halloween is right around the corner!), presently coffee-fueled delusions and sleepless nights make one thing clear: Midterms suck.

Salonee Bhaman, Columnist: ”Midterms” become some kind of ominious mantra around campus in October. They don’t have any real formalized beginning and end, and the entire campus seems to descend into a pool of free-floating anxiety. At any given time, someone has a midterm the next day/week/weekend, and everyone collectively has to feel put out and anxious about it long before and after their own exams pass.

Alex Collazo, Columnist: 
“Close Encounters of the Academic Kind”
Roses are red
Violets are blue
My name is midterm
And I’m about to fuck you

Rega Jha, Canon Contributor: The only week of the year when it’s okay to eat Froot Loops for dinner, wear sweats in public, and walk around sporting small forests where one’s eyebrows should be. For those of us who do these things on the regular, it’s our time to shine!

Leo Schwartz, Blogger and Columnist: Midterms season is my own personal Thanksgiving for being a humanities major.

Noel Duan, Columnist: Got called to jury duty for the same day I have two midterms. Is this a sign from the state that I just shouldn’t study?

Katie Crane, Blogger: Midterms are as fun as waking up at 4 in the morning and puking your guts up, which also accurately describes my midterm experience so far.

Jan Leibbrandt, Blogger: If they allowed students to drop classes during midterm week, Columbia students would graduate with half the credits they usually do. I’m ready to drop them all. Except PE.

Yoni Golijov, Columnist: Midterms season: October to May.

Mikey Zhong, Blogger: Overrated in this god damn world, according to a boy who knew too much. You tell ‘em, Mika!