With finals quickly approaching, the library is where you will find most students. "Most students" does not include me. I hate the library.
I recently made a few trips to the library to meet my required study hours and rediscovered the reasons why I dislike it so much. Never again.
1.) Parking.
It makes me feel like I am in a game of Mario Cart. There are no open spots, but when you see someone heading to the parking lot, you and everyone else follows them. The best (?) driver gets that spot. Not to mention you have to pay to park in most lots.
2.) I breathe too loud.
As soon as I walk through those sliding doors I start holding my breath. I let out air and numerous glares are shot in my direction. Two options remain: stay on the first floor, or hold my breath until I leave.
3.) Open tables are rare. Plugs are few and far between.
On average I make around four laps looking for an open table. Sometimes I end up being forced to sit in a cubicle. Then my laptop dies… More laps are made until I find a plug, an endangered species around these parts.
4.) It never fails: I always forget something.
Whether it’s my phone charger or the book I needed to complete my test review, you can bet I left it at home. But it’s too late now… Guess I will just online shop and color in my planner.
5.) The risk of leaving your stuff to go pee.
What do I do? Pack up my whole backpack and lose my table to go pee? Ask the rando next to me to watch my stuff while I’m gone? Trust a perfect stranger???
I usually go with option 2. I haven’t encountered any thieves disguised as sleep-deprived college students, yet.
6.) “Wow I’m thirsty/hungry/sleepy, and nothing I need is here!!!”
I’m about to fall asleep. I. NEED. COFFEE. I also need a blanket - it is freezing in this place!!! I haven’t eaten since lunch and it is 9 p.m. My cliff bar didn’t hold me over. Send a care package, plz. I beg.
7.) I see everyone I know.
From the girl I sat next to in Psych 107 to the boy who lived down the hall from me in my dorm, they all frequent one place. You will see them, you will not look your best, and you will get over your embarrassment because it will happen 6 more times before you leave.
8.) “Oh, look! I've been here four hours and completed one homework assignment. GO ME!”
Time flies. I don’t really know how it has been this many hours, but I checked one thing off my planner in my new colored pen. So, I give myself a pat on the back and get tf out.
I am more of a coffee shop kind of gal… when I decide to be a studious gal, that is. I know I am not the only one. R.I.P. to my GPA.
YOLO!
