Ah, ZSR. The bane of your existence, your weekday (and night) home -- it's the ultimate love-hate relationship (okay, mostly hate). For anyone who's a little to afraid to venture up past the fourth floor, now's your chance. Here is Forestry 101 Uncensored: The 8 Floors of ZSR:
The Atrium
Home to Starbucks and the most intensely cold air conditioning in the building, the first floor of ZSR has a special place in all of our hearts. It's where we feed our caffeine addiction and meet with our study groups. It's where Rosalyn brightens our mornings (and nights) and where we find the motivation to work faster to escape the frigid air that kisses our frost bitten fingertips as they type tirelessly on our keyboards. It's the place where we enter the lib, knowing that our mental health will further deteriorate with every floor we climb. Oh, and it's also where the scary murder bathrooms are at the end of the study room hallway. There's a desk in there too - for when you have the pit sh*ts during your hell week.
Fourth Floor
Yes, the fourth floor, or as I like to call it - the "supposed-to-be-quiet-but-ridden-with-sorority-girls-talking-about-their-weekend-floor." I'm the type of person who has to study in dead silence so I do like the reading room. It's sort of similar to eighth floor without the I'm on the brink of insanity vibe.
Fifth Floor
I don't think I've ever studied on this floor with the exception of finals week when every seat was taken and I sat on the ground with books strewn around me. If you look closely, you can probably see my tear stains on carpet by the stairwell.
Sixth Floor
This is where shit starts getting serious. Don't come up to sixth if you have ANY intention of messing around. On this floor, your sanity and snack breaks go to die because heads will turn with the slightest crinkle of a bag of chips or crunch of that Benson salad.
Seventh Floor
Have that one annoying friend who won't stop talking while you try desperately to write your 15 page paper that's due tomorrow? Need to cry in privacy because you went out on Wake Wednesday and have to cram for your Friday exam? Hide in the stacks on Seventh!
Eighth Floor
The most dreaded of all of the floors. Some say that once you venture up to the eighth floor you'll never be seen again. Others say that you'll never be the same again if you do, by some miracle, make it out alive. While walking up to eighth, hold your breath, because you're not allowed to let it out until you're in the stairwell again so as not to disturb others. Don't type too loudly, don't sneeze, don't blink, and don't breathe. This is the floor of the walking dead. It's where Wake keeps the naughty students who procrastinated for far too long.
