To better simulate actual prometric testing procedures, we are no longer allowed to bring backpacks into the room, which is fine with me. (We used to have to throw them up front, but that was a very clear fire hazard.) I am fine with this no-backpack rule since it’s very reasonable.
Last week, I was walking to my car to get a blanket so I could go back to my basement cell to study. I happened to bump into 2/3 of my favorite cell mates and they looked like they were about to drive to the gym (I ridicule them for this on a regular basis).
I foresee an inevitable war here between the first and the second-years.
Earlier this calendar year, the catacombs were opened up as additional study rooms for us. Sean alerted me of them at about the same time that Adam and I divorced each other as study buddies and ever since then, the catacombs have been …
I was going through old pictures and came across these.
Once upon a time (back in freshmen year of college), my roommate, aka my fb husband, took a photo class and decided to use me as a model, which I gladly accepted. Having never had the chance to pretend to be a corpse, I suggested …
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