When Bwog rolled out of bed this morning and checked iCal, we counted two weeks of classes left, so we naturally assumed we were miscounting because we hadn’t had our morning Joe yet. Upon post-caffeination recount, we still counted two, and quickly resorted to running around our room screaming like a little kid in the […]
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