This building drained the life out of me the first semester of my sophomore year. This is where the lab of the hardest class I have ever taken, physiology, was held. I had figured out how to study for the lecture exams and do well on them, but the lab quizzes were a different story. This building reminds me of every Tuesday morning that I would wake up at 5 am to get some extra studying in before the 8:30 lab and still get a 12/20 on the quiz. To me, this building represents failure and hatred.