An average Monday consists of Biology 101, a few hours of relaxation, and a trek to my brother’s high school to retrieve him at the behest of my parents. Since August, each Monday, Wednesday, and Friday, the process has repeated itself. I arrive to the car rider loop by a quarter until two. Inquisitive people may wonder why I am so early. My answer is simple: traffic. Rather than wait in an unorganized, hectic line, I prefer to park. My opinion seems to be similar to those of others.

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