Word: vag
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...cold air braced Vag; it made his steps brisk as he walked up Shepard St. and into the quad. Just to make sure, he reached into his inside pocket to see if the invitation was still there. It was: "You are cordially invited to attend an informal dance. See you there. O.K.! Joan S." This term was going to be different, starting that night. He would cement relations with Joan, meet a bevy of new girls, and never let another weekend go by. He was going to bow to the system from now on, even if it meant calling...
...Vag detached the assignment sheet from his notebook and again added up the number of pages he had to go. It came to 124 more than it had the first time, and that was not counting the reading period assignment. The exam was Friday; this was Wednesday night. Vag shuddered: before his eyes swirled unhappy visions of the tense examination room, stacks of blue-books, the stern-faced proctors; he saw the terse sadistic questions: "Identify . . ." "Discuss and cite examples. . . ." "Elaborate, in essay form . . .", "Write briefly on three of the five. . . .", he felt the panic as the three hours skidded...
...Vag remembered. He had taken her out only a week and a half ago. It seemed centuries. Since then Vag had reviewed the entire Middle Ages, ten plays of Shakespeare, and the whole structure of human personality...
...through all the muddled chaos of fact and jargon, buzzing in his head, Vag could see her, hear her warm laughter. The thought suffused the sleety streets of his mind; Vag put the book down on the table and leaned back in the chair gently so as not to disturb the image. He closed his eyes...
Down at the end of the room the library clock began to strike little needles of sound. Vag counted them absentmindedly . . . seven, eight, nine, ten. Ten o'clock. The idea sank in slowly. Suddenly Vag sat bolt upright. How could he have been day-dreaming? The specter of examination welled up in his imagination in all its horror. The smug fat text and the cruel purple type on the assignment sheet seemed to be deriding him with silent mockery. Vag tore the ticket stubs to shreds, clenched his teeth, and read...