Campus to the Tune of Lackluster Holiday Lull

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I suppose walking through these halls I’m not shocked by their emptiness. I follow the outstretched corridors, peering in through meshed security-glass to vacant spaces void of their usual hustle-bustle, noting florescent tubes aglow for no one in particular.

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The odd grad-student ambles to the tune of impending deadlines, but the tone is to the drawl of overcast skies and grey, half-melted snow. Lethargic ether hangs over the campus, imposing the need for excessive caffeine and cigarettes.

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I suppose a saunter to the Commons will solve the former, but the sign on the door says “Closed past three” and I’m running low on the latter. It’s not long until this languidness dissipates, but like the tension of an expanding balloon, soon enough this stasis will burst into a frenzied final ascent.

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Procrastinating has got us this far; let’s see if the last quarter will play the same.

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Emily is in her fourth year of Political Science. She loves studying and academics which follows into her research work. She's a stern black coffee drinker and is a proud Acadienne. When she's not working or doing school work, you can find Emily listening to 70s music on vinyl and watching Parks and Recreation. If you ask her about parliamentary institutions, she won't stop talking.