Crunch time

It's that point in the semester when you try to make up for all the slacking off you did all semester long. All that procrastinating has caught up to you. But yet you persist. With the procrastinating, that is. Because the fact of the matter is that it's the end. It's so close you can taste it, you can see it. And, frankly, no one has the willpower to FOCUS. Everyone just wants to PLAY!

Panic Time!

The end. So close. So far.

Optimal study spaces

This here is the Berkeley Public Library and I would choose to work here over any of the 26 campus ones any day. Although its comic book collection is not entirely comparable to that of San Francisco's, I will forgive it for such gorgeous lighting. It's pretty much empty save for the occasional old man and hobo. Considering today is Sunday and there are midterms still striking the hearts of college students all over campus, this place is gold. Aggressive Pre-med students are nowhere to be found, although there is a hobo. People watching here is so much more interesting and I'm so much less likely to see someone I know.

Things to do before graduating

"Well, all I’m saying is that I want to look back and say that I did the best I could while I was stuck in this place, had as much fun as I could while I was stuck in this place, played as hard as I could while I was stuck in this place."

Nothing good happens before 9am

"Sometimes it’s a good day to die, and sometimes it’s a good day to get up and have breakfast."

Remember senior year of high school? And when Ms. Resit-Jones so wisely told you never to schedule a class at 8am? It is not until you get the opportunity to sleep past 8am, that you realize just how right she was. I don't know if I could ever go back to having obligations at 8am. I most certainly would dread putting myself in such a situation. That being said, I've only ever had 8ams my first semester and I don't plan on scheduling any more 8ams for the rest of my college career and I don't understand why my roommate chooses to torture herself like that.
One other luxury of higher education self-scheduling is not having to go to school for 5 days a week. My second, third, and fourth semesters were 4 day school weeks. It was a 4 day weekend every weekend - plenty of time for fun. This semester I had 2.5 day school weeks and it's looking like next semester will be too. But cramming 20 credit hours into 2.5 days has its caveats. I usually leave at 9am and don't return until 9pm. Proceed with caution.

Berkeley Time

At Cal:
~ because we're laid back West Coast hippies, we start everything just a little bit late. And it's cool.
~ because we have an acupuncture needle stuck up our collective ass, we decided to make that precisely ten minutes late. If you show up at 11 minutes past you're really harshing our learning buzz, y'know?

taken from http://greengabbro.net/

I feel like Berkeley is teaching me to be chronically 10 minutes late to everything. It will jeopardize my future career endeavors.

Can you handle the truth?

College is about three things: school, fun, sleeping. You can only pick two.