The hallways are silent. Everybody's in a slumber or a panic, including my roomate. She's panicking over bond energies, molecular orbitals, or diffracting wavelengths. Somewhere in this silent chaos, I feel most comfortable. Everything seems to fall in place. Study chapters 1-3 on thursday, 4-6 friday, 9-11 saturday, 12 on sunday, review on monday, review on tuesday, etc.

Sometimes, I'm so organized that I scare myself.