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The underground of the Moffit Library was my usual studying destinations. Wooden desks, computer lab, late nights, all underground. The collections of books were measured in millions. The Polish section seemed to have more books in the langage that I had ever seen or heard of. The final exams period was a time of studying when library (and the Freedom Speech Cafe) were opened for twenty four hours. There was a sense of comerady and of almost a social event. Because of the parking times I could now park the car on the [Hears] avenue and walk in through the Northern Gate. My method was quite simple. Read as much as possible on the topic, take some notes, do not return the source books before the grading and then finish the actual paper on the night before it was actually due. I could do it on my oversized Sony laptop (and upgrade from the old Compaq) or on one of the computers in the lab. Then there were the final exams. Three hours of non stop writing. Putting down on your thoughts on the paper as quickly as possibly so you could just be done with it and go home.