Birds are chirping as I sit inside in a large auditorium, my pencil scratching away at the thick packet that was no doubt once an entire young tree.  I'm almost at the end, writing down my final equation and solving the last problem.  I close the packet triumphantly, wish my professor a happy summer, and twirl out the room, humming to myself before ( Read more... )

Alright, it's that time of year folks. Summer ( Read more... )