At many colleges and universities, it's finals week. This brings back long-ago memories of the stress I used to experience, thinking I would never be able to pass my exams. Then I would say to myself, "Don't be so melodramatic: when you're old and a grandmother, sitting in your rocking chair, knitting sweaters for your grandchildren, you won't even remember this exam."
Well, the rocking chair is at elswhere's house, and this sweater is for my friend's new grandson, but I was right in principle: I don't remember the exams. And anyhow, I did pass enough of them to graduate.
Good luck, all you students, don't get too stressed.