Usually, I go sit out in the hall of the dorm and continue studying until the auxiliary lights go off, then I study at my desk with my Mag-Lite jury-rigged to hang from the springs of my bed (bed is lofted above my desk). One time the power went out (unfortunately, it's becoming a recurring thing in this cursed dorm), we watched the Tomb Raider DVD on a friend's laptop. "Ghetto times call for ghetto solutions." That's basically become the motto of this building since the power goes out so regularly it seems.