In Hell Week, many students' imaginations run wild in an attempt to rationalize 'why this is happening to them.' Some will consider dropping out & going to work 'full-time' at the Subway they currently work at. Others (most, in fact) will go through 4 stages during hell week:
Denial: You party the weekend before, procrasturbate instead of writing your paper & spend time pointlessly stalking everyone you never knew on facebook; you can always cram, right?
Anger: You begin to look at what you need to study or write. How could they assign this much material? Are they insane? This is inhumane-you should contact the ACLU!
Fear: It's the night before your first tests, & you're freaking out. You've no idea why there’re 1,052 ways to conjugate this word in that stupid-ass-language & you really don't care what the hell a derivative is. What're your parents going to say when you tank these tests? Shit it's 11:30pm & the fuckin unstarted paper is due after those exams!
Acceptance: In the final minutes leading up to the tests you finally realize all you can do is bend over your desk & let the subjects you despise so much violently violate you in the worst ways imaginable.
Karl: Welcome to Hell Week
If none of this applies to you becuase you think that frats are stupid and infantile, please see GDI.
2. Before the enormous final, an academic hell week began. There was non-stop studying, there seemed to be an unwritten law against sleep, and the neighborhood Starbucks made incredible amounts of money.
Person 2: Welcome to Hell Week.
Usually military related, sports teams and fraternities and sororities.
Once off the bus, the army recruits were stripped of their personal belongings and it was followed by intense interval training as a hell week introduction.