The Quiet Rooms

Ahhhh March, it's that time of year again when the weather is slowly improving, Easter eggs are filling the shelves at the local supermarkets and exams are looming.  There's no feeling quite like the feeling you get during the month of your exams; you can be laughing hysterically one minute while you are on a caffeine high at 11pm because you've just downed a 6 pack of Red Bull.  Then before you know it you are sobbing into your pillow feeling sorry for yourself because you've left it so late to start working.  Of course you had these woe is me feelings and last minute studying regrets last year and you promised that you would pull yourself together next time and work hard from day one.  But then as the new semester started you realised that nah that aint me, the work could wait but the partying could not and now you're in the same situation you have been in every year since your first exams.

Leslie Knope's whats up

However the absolute worst part of exam time can be summed up in two words: quiet rooms.  Let me explain because I'm sure that not all of you have had to experience the ghastly, dreaded, hell on earth that is the university quiet rooms.  Upon entering the quiet rooms a thousand beady dead eyes turn and stare up at you pleadingly. "Please save us, please set us free otherwise kill us as end our misery"  That's what their eyes are saying!  There is nothing you can do to help them, if you cant beat em join em.  So you proceed forward into the room and sit down at a computer, there is not escape now.  Suddenly your brain is bombarded with a thousand thoughts of unspoken words that you wish you could vocalise but now you cant because speaking in the quiet rooms is as frowned upon as Jack Dawson's presence on the first class deck of the Titanic.  Suddenly you are faced with a whole new dilemma when you get the hunger pangs and you now understand Katniss Everdeen's struggles in district 12 like you never have before.  The dilemma concerns the fact that you don't want to disturb the peace with loud stomach rumbling but the only way to suppress the rumble is to eat a snack.  BUT you know what the only snack that you have with you is?  CRISPS, yes that's right you only have the noisiest snack in the world in your bag.  What are you going to do?  You can't even study anymore because the hunger has taken over and your anxiety about disturbing your fellow sufferers is through the roof!

Wise words from Queen G's idol.

Eventually your brain implodes and you die inside.  You collect your belongings and leave the room with your tail between your legs, admitting defeat.  The quiet rooms have won again.