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Ever since I mentioned that Bobst PhD Student is alive, I keep seeing him everywhere again – literally, he’s three computers away from me right now on the 6th floor and was a couple of aisles away from me on LL1 around 8am earlier today.
I really need to stop going to Space Market. Forget the [...]

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http://twitter.com/NYUBobstlibrary is one of those websites I’m supposed to snub my nose at because a good majority is just profanity, but it’s so ridiculous that it’s funny. Bobst apparently thinks in ghEttOtYpEz and refers to other well-known, iconic NYU buildings, personifying them with character traits. The following made me laugh out loud:

I AM SO TIRED. [...]

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You know you’re spending too much time at the library once you start dreaming that you’re in the library.
…Looking for one of those comfortable, black chairs.
That’s really the only reason I try to grab a seat in LL1, LL2 if I’m willing to walk two flights of stairs with a heavy bookbag. It isn’t the [...]

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Right now I’m wearing a fresh pair of ear plugs and it’s glorious. I hear nothing. No opening doors, no buzzes from others’ ear plugs, none of my own music for the first time in about 8 hours.
I’m afraid to map out exactly how many hours I’ve been spending in Bobst library the past week [...]

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It’s safe to say that I live in Bobst considering that I’m writing this from one of the computers on the 6th floor.  I spend at least a couple of hours in LL1 before lecture or work.  I go back for at least 4-5 hours after class or work.
And yet I still fall into the [...]

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NYU certainly has its flaws, but one of the wonderful positives was the free printing. Please note the past tense of that sentence: was.
On one hand I understand the decision during the recession: NYU must spent a lot of money on paper alone considering how much of it was wasted in those labs. There always [...]

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Pencils are moving, keys are clicking, Adrianna is procrastinating.
Ah, the repeated afternoon in my pathetic, outdated cubicle at Bobst Library. This dark wood just screams 1970s.
type type type type type type type
I’ve been here for the past five hours and all the seats are taken on most of the floors. The majority of that time [...]

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orange soda, potato chips, and an occastional sandwich is not the best diet during midterms
I was in Bobst until 2am, which is an exciting time on its own. As a late-nighter veteran, I was well aware that you’ll be lucky to snark a seat on L1 or L2 at 11pm. At midnight the standard fire alarm [...]

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