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...take the exam anyway and sent me back to Stoughton. By now I was really desperate. I would fail my exams and all that frantic studying would be as useless as the entire first semester. After shivering by myself for an hour, I finally gave in and woke up a friend across the hall who sent me to stand, shaking, under the shower until the exam. I took it in a complete stupor, barely aware of what I was writing. I begged my section leader for mercy, staggered home, slept the rest of the day, took my third exam...

Author: By J.wyatt Emmerich, | Title: A Ticket to Ride | 8/17/1979 | See Source »

...sicker. Exhausted after my first exam and facing two more in the next two days, I took a No-Doz to stay awake and study. I stayed awake all right, and began hyperventilating around 5 a.m., when I realized that I would never get to sleep. Terrified, I woke up my proctor, who sleepily told me to go the the infirmary. "That's okay. Good luck." SLAM...

Author: By J.wyatt Emmerich, | Title: A Ticket to Ride | 8/17/1979 | See Source »

...front of me broke out their thai stick, and no one seemed to mind, except two businessmen who were prattling in German and clutching their briefcases as if they were holding babies to the bosom. And I caught a whif too many, and I feel asleep, and I woke up with this feeling, with this powerful sun streaming through the bus window, magnified onto my skull, popping beads of sweat from my pores, soaking my clothes....., loathsome feeling...

Author: By David A. Demilo, | Title: Like Lemmings to the Sea... | 7/6/1979 | See Source »

...WEEKS before Christmas, a middle-aged man woke up in a bathtub when his heart shivered. The water had gone ice on him; the last cigarette in the house from before his arm went limp was floating around on top, shedding little brown slivers of tobacco that slid down their individual chutes to the porcelain tub bottom...

Author: By Tom Blanton, | Title: Sorrow is Such Sweet Parting | 6/6/1979 | See Source »

...WEEKS before Christmas, a middle-aged man woke up in a bathtub when his heart shivered. The water had gone ice on him; the last cigarette in the house from before his arm went limp was floating around on top, shedding little brown slivers of tobacco that slid down their individual chutes to the porcelain tub bottom...

Author: By Tom Blanton, | Title: Sorrow is Such Sweet Parting | 6/5/1979 | See Source »

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