You can’t spell “Ooze Marauder” without Maud Rozee. And you probably wouldn’t want to. The day is cold and disgustingly wet. Your umbrella is MIA. You have to walk from Pupin to Schermerhorn before your next class but at this point you would rather just crawl into the closest electrical closet and nap until spring. We’ve all been there a […]
Hate Letter: “Midterms”
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