I don’t know about you, but I love finals. It’s said that Spring Weekend is the only week when anything goes, but that isn’t true: reading/finals period is when shit gets real. It’s the only time of year when it’s socially acceptable to act on all your secret erratic and antisocial desires. Eat nothing but Oreos all day! Run naked in the libraries! Put on your special study sweats! Come on people! What other holiday lets you dress like a cracked-out mental patient?!
I’m taking a semester off, but I couldn’t bear to miss the festivities, so I spent the day recreating a day in the life of Brown finals. I even documented it so I could relive the happy memories again and again. Here it is, finals in a nutshell: