Gettin' used to it.

I have a strange theology that's not found very often in today's college scene. I try to be courteous. I know that sounds heretical and absurd, but yes, I do what I can to be polite to other people. When they need help, I'm the first to snap to attention and get to it. This being considered, it seems natural that others would be willing to try and help you, right? I just drove this person across town and paid for something of theirs, and the next day I need something dropped off next door. But wait, they're a bit tired. Oh, and they don't have their shoes on, so apparently it's just too inconvenient for them to do it. Maybe next time.
For years, I've had the "pleasure" of helping other people and being their "friend." That is, at least, until life's good for them. Then they don't need help, and Mark is just that guy that helped them that one time. I'm not asking for much, just a little loyalty. But yeah, it's a little late for that.
Now that my ranting is done, let us continue forth into the journey that is life. My life. My special life.
The deepest crags of Hell have split open and spewed out their abhorred spawn: Finals. As they emerged, they raised their eyes to the heavens and let out a bellow of challenge against freedom and liberty themselves. Luckily, this only happens once a year, but it is a time filled with darkness, fear, and abounding caffeine overdosing. However, there is one mighty weapon that may slay these creatures of darkness: nay, not procrastination, but the exotic and strange practice of studying.
Yes, studying is a strange and dangerous thing. It's like fire: it's extremely beneficial, yet at the same time dangerous if not used with great care. Let me explain...
If you study correctly, you re-learn what you've forgotten, and you are better prepared for the horrors yet to come.
On the other hand, if you practice study habits irresponsibly, the consequences may be dire. You can study too much, leading to sleep deprivation. This in turn may lead to extensive caffeine usage, which leads to frequent bathroom breaks, which leads to overheating laptops unsupervised, which leads to fires, which leads to mis-read and therefore offensive smoke signals overseas, which leads to a hasty nuclear missile assault, which leads to targeting errors, which leads to the destruction of the city of Magna (not that anyone would know or care).
You see? Be very careful when dealing with Finals Week. It's a mental minefield out there. Tread lightly.