"We sleep, but the loom of life never stops, and the pattern which was weaving when the sun went down is weaving when it comes up in the morning."
-Henry Ward Beecher
Above is kind of a cheesy and really metaphoric quote (not my fare at all, right? haha) but I thought it was kind of appropriate today.
Yesterday was one of those days where I had to fit so many things into a 24-hour period, and even though sleep didn't seem possible, it was physically necessary. So I went to sleep studying, and when I woke up this morning, I studied for some more. But for that split second when my alarm went off, I hoped that everything that I was working on last night had magically been finished during the night.
Of course, that didn't happen, and even now, I should probably be working on a paper that's due in a few hours or so.
But instead, I'm going to tell you (quickly, before my class starts at 8:15) about the Mahogany Room, where I spend a pretty big piece of my time.
The Mahogany Room is next to the Chartwells food court, the main dining service on campus. It's kind of the alternative choice to eating in the cafeteria seating area. I usually choose the Mahogany Room (we've nicknamed it the Mahog) over the cafeteria, mostly because the chairs are more comfortable, and it's a great environment for getting work done while socializing. There's almost always two or more people you know in the Mahog, and if you get enough people to fill one of the round tables, it's a good time.
But it's not always about socializing either-- I spend a lot of time in the Mahog studying and getting my work done. Just today, I ate dinner while working on the dreaded paper that I'm procrastinating, and earlier, I joined a study group for my American government class (we had a test this afternoon).
During finals or midterms, it's pretty much common knowledge that the Mahog is the place to go for studying and cramming-- the room is usually full from sun up to sun down. From personal experience, I've left people in the Mahog to get sleep, and come back the next morning to find them sitting at the same table (bleary eyed, yes). I've done the same...
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