October 4

Library again

3o6ztgzclfvaekigomFor those avid subscribers to my blog post, it is a few days into the future but the temperament of the weather is all but unfamiliar. Changing from the blazing sunny days and clear skies of the summer, the Georgia State campus now begins to have a transition from tank tops to light jackets. The cool breeze that was once so inviting now begins to give students and staff a like goosebumps as they stand loitering the outside of the library and campus plaza outside the doors where the students congregate.

Making the 2nd journey whilst listening to my life’s soundtrack, eye of the tiger in the background , I arrive as the song ends to the door that holds not only textbooks and information but my grade hand in hand.  Making it past the usual checkpoint inside the library, I am graced with the usual ensemble of chairs and computers prepared by the school. T0 my far left upon closer inspection I somehow managed to finally notice the all but convenient coffee shop installed in the library for hungry college students or patrons alike needing a snack or break after studying rigorously. Walking towards the left side of the library where the shop is situated, I glance inside to see the store laid out in a manner that invites the potential patron further inside the shop to see what it has to offer. A technique employed by many different chains to that innocently drags in the customer to get a good view . With sofas and other furniture in place, the intentions of the little shop is to have you not only comfortable but to stay as long as possible.

Moving away from the entrance of the coffee shop and onto greater things I decide to go site see the various other installations that I had somehow seemingly missed before and start where I usually do which is at the computers. Aside from the cubicles of computers set up on the left side of the campus library, huge rooms that are dimly lit are vacant,  with blue monitors lit up, the numbers amount to the a sizeable sum that could fit up to more than 20 or 30 people at a time but remain ever so empty. Moving on to the the deeper end of the library I find an empty white desk near the window that has a view of the Classroom South. Sitting down with sunlight against my back and a newfound glare on any electronic that I bring out I begin to examine different technical aspects of the library and color scheme of the almost seemingly green library couches and chairs placed around and about. With work centered around the computers and tables near the back of the library, places such as the U shaped desk are reserved for the larger assembly of friends looking to “work” on group projects or assignments.

After finally finishing my last scan over the provided amenities of the library I focus my attention to the upper deck of the library. Making my up the stairs, becoming a little bit more distant from the first floor, I am welcomed by a new tone on the second floor. The second floor unlike the first was built with windows around and about and I was hit by natural light that came through the gigantic windows that linked that north and south buildings. Walking towards an unfamiliar face waiting outside a room, I’m greet by an asian girl that goes by the name Jenny Do. She’s waiting on her reservation for a room that she had reserved prior to coming here. After some back and forth dialogue I can make the connection that the floor above the first has an unspoken rule of high work ethic that requires a piece of concentration and want and need to feel somewhat detached and separated to focus on their task at hand. Looking into the room past the Jenny I can definitely sense the potential work that could be achieved if both body and mind are allowed in room where there’s nothing but you a desk and a giant monitor. Ending our conversation as soon as her time starts I end my task at hand there and begin to walk back towards the entrance making my way past the the ensemble of heads glued to monitors and assignments.


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Posted October 4, 2016 by Bob Nguyen THE REALEST WRITER ALIVE in category Home

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