Today I’ve been more productive than any other day this year. Final exams are a bitch. Two people ran in to me at the library and asked if I would study with them. Apparently people are under the impression that I’m on the ball of exam prepardness. This is an illusion.
To people who are done with exams early: Don’t talk to me until Friday. You may be stabbed.
A quick recon of the library reveals two people playing Snood, two composing e-mails, and one guy looking at soft-porn. Nice one stud. No one on the fifth floor of the Regenstein library is writing a paper.