Usually for anything that happens at Columbia there is a massive overreaction. Everyone has the most work ever, no one has slept since the creation of the universe, and this is singlehandedly the most offensive gesture against the vaguely Jewish gender-queer river dolphins that has ever taken place on this campus within the past five minutes. But there is a time when the exaggeration stops, when everything becomes an understatement made by a jaded, world-weary renegade with nothing left to lose.
It's usually during midterms, but it's never just the midterms that do it. It's that moment when someone you know passes the point of "more shit than can be said in a sentence without doing an overdramatic pause towards the end just to get enough breath to say all the things that are fucked up right now." And it happens to everyone you know at once.
