UCF Library Struggles: A list of 3 downfalls when trying to find a place to study.

 Recently (and suddenly), I find myself in the middle of midterms week. Totally passed me by until I realized, "WHY ARE THERE SO MANY TESTS AND ASSIGNMENTS DUE THIS WEEK?!" --- As a result of beautiful, non-stressful, non-exhausting, non-brain frying midterms week (HAH!) I find myself in the library on campus a lot. Practically living there even, which I'm sure everyone else is too because it's strange seeing familiar faces on the same floor that I've been studying on for the past week. Now, studying at the library has its perks and several downfalls I think we all encounter.

Or maybe I'm the only one...

So here's a list of 3 downfalls when trying to find a place to study in the UCF library:

1. Finding a place to study
- Depending on the time you go, this is LITERALLY as much of a hard task as finding a parking spot in any garage on campus during the times of 10AM-1PM. Several times I have spent a good 20 minutes walking around the library on every floor, searching every corner for a table to study at.  Meanwhile, I'm being watched by groups of people that are already sitting at tables and I can hear them in their heads like, "Sucks to suuuuuuck".

2. Once you've found a place to study
- Now, I've learned two things about the type of table you end up with or choose to study at and I learned them the hard way. There's a variation of places to study in the library from couches, large tables and "cubbies". Cubbies are great, and even a little private, but beware of the cubbies that are NO WHERE near an outlet and then you're on the hunt for a new table all over again. As for the large tables, bring a group. If you're alone at a large table, you WILL be asked by another person if they can share it with you and POTENTIALLY BRING THEIR ENTIRE GROUP TO TAKE OVER THE TABLE. As for a couch, I would never sit at a couch. I need a table, not my lap.

3. "Do not leave your items unattended"
- My favorite sign in the library, reminding me that once I have finally settled down at a table, I'm trapped there. I can't leave. And that coffee I just ordered a couple hours ago is empty and now my bladder is crying to be relieved and I'm looking around the library like, "Who can I ask to watch my things as I go to the bathroom?". In the end, I'm still sitting at the table, still thinking about how badly I have to pee but not bad enough to leave my things because of that damn sign.