Library Chronicles.

Here's the Goings on:

One thing I always do: Bring to much shit and an inappropriate bag to the library. The problems: You collect seventeen different books which you would love to sit down and sift through to know what is necessary for your research, and yet, you have no ROOM in your BAG... because of all yo' shit. 

Today i could only fit 3.5 (one stuck out most of the way) in with my other crap, even after i had attached my (empty) nalgene to the strap of my bag and gotten rid of my diet coke (yum.)

Now I find myself with the problem of this big honkin' computer.

See, if i were smart and not an asshole, when I got up this morning, I would have grabbed an empty backpack, thrown my wallet and computer in there and called it good. But noooooooo. Not only did I pitch a fit because i wanted to sleep in (sorry) and only leave at the very last possible second. But i didn't even THINK about bringing my backpack. So now I have my sunglasses big-ass case, a file of papers i will not be reading today (I did need one to actually get the books for my paper, so it's a good thing i brought it, but really i could have and should have pulled the one page out and folded it up in my back where it would not interfere.), an old state news (maybe two), a graphing calculator (yeah, like i've ever used that.), a bag of lipsticks and other paraphernalia, random papers and a cellphone charger.

worthless...

Now i find myself grumpily shoving books as deep in my back as they will go so I can make it to the next stack. This was all before I got to the most vital section of the library for me (the one on women and the military, you know, my topic...) where I had to pick up another eight books.

I barely made it to this study carrel.

Which brings me to my next observation.

Students are assholes.

I know you're all thinking: "Well no SHIT stupid."

I mean, I guess I've always known it, but in the library it is like, painfully evident because besides the bar, that is where students are displaying their most extreme behavior.

You ask, "Whitney, what the fuck are you talking about? At the library, everyone is just milling around minding their own business, right?"

Wrong.

My first encounter, I was gathering my books about the military, when i was disrupted by a rapid beeping and the noise of scampering feet, then giggles.

I walked out of my aisle to see a couple running around pushing buttons on the electric shelves and trying to shut eachother in them. 

hmph.

after this they went over to the library, pushed the button five times and then made out, giggling.

i almost threw up.

So after that, i realized that the noise of the elevator beeping over and over might disturb me just slightly, additionally, the human traffic at that location was guaranteed to be quite high.

(Ahoy! A person much smarter than I has walked into my peripheral vision. This professor-ly woman has brought a GARBAGE BAG with her to gather her books. What a fucking genius, i am jealous of her brain power. Now the smart woman is moving around the shelves smiling widely as if to say, "Ha ha! I have done so much research, i came prepared! Look at me with my garbage bag, I scoff at you! Watch as a gather dissertations and research papers and other such scholarly booty, and simply toss it in my bag with all the others! Ha ha! I do not have to worry about dropping all MY books and looking like a fool! [as a side note, it appears that she cannot operate the electronic shelving units, for this I feel redeemed])

There she goes, toting her bag, i am so jealous.

Anyway, once i successfully maneuvered my tedious stack of books over to a set of surprisingly large, comfortable carrels, I was greeted with glares from the other three students already taken up residence there.

I got the eyes of, "Uh, this is my super-secret study place, you OBVIOUSLY do not belong here, you are not wearing a backpack, and therefore are not a serious student."

After a while, however, I settled in like a fucking bedouin with all my shit and have commenced studying, with only a ten minute pause to jot down the observations of this adventure at the MSU library.