Go ahead, let it out. While things will soon be better (Halloween is right around the corner!), presently coffee-fueled delusions and sleepless nights make one thing clear: Midterms suck.
Salonee Bhaman, Columnist: "Midterms" become some kind of ominious mantra around campus in October. They don't have any real formalized beginning and end, and the entire campus seems to descend into a pool of free-floating anxiety. At any given time, someone has a midterm the next day/week/weekend, and everyone collectively has to feel put out and anxious about it long before and after their own exams pass.
Alex Collazo, Columnist:
"Close Encounters of the Academic Kind"
Roses are red
Violets are blue
My name is midterm
And I'm about to fuck you
Rega Jha, Canon Contributor: The only week of the year when it's okay to eat Froot Loops for dinner, wear sweats in public, and walk around sporting small forests where one's eyebrows should be. For those of us who do these things on the regular, it's our time to shine!
