Finals week. Everyone and their grandmother basically decides they want something from you. The cafeteria is at it’s full capacity, the library is a madhouse, and every square inch of dry floor space on campus seems to be occupied by students and their books, with a look of half-crazed apprehension as they attempt to cram as many details in their head as possible. I would find it more amusing if I weren't one of them.
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