Class is in session. Um, sike.

SO I woke up this morning at 6:30. Not because my body wanted to, or because my mind thought it would be a good and healthy thing--but because my stinkin' alarm clock woke me up. 

*GROAN*


Another 8:00 AM Personality Psych class. Not that I have anything against Personality Psych--I actually think it's a very interesting subject--it's just the fact that it's at 8:00 AM. I mean, even the sun hasn't woken up in Charlottesville when my alarm goes off, so why should I have to?!

Anyway, I was rudely awakened by the stinging slap of reality: it is going to be a very busy week. Three exams by the weekend, and a paper due in 8 days. Needless to say, this did not motivate me to get out of the warm bed that kept entangling me in its linen clutches.


But--I got up anyway. Like a good student I went to class, got there early--2 minutes early!-- answered all my iClicker questions, made sure that I had gotten all the info I needed for the exam on Thursday, and did everything I was supposed to do as a law-abiding-honor-coding student. The day flew by with many pleasures, like catching up with one of my good friends over lunch, tasting white hot chocolate for the first time all semester, going to one of my favorite classes (Russian lit woot woot!), and finding out that the midterm for that class has been postponed (thank you, thank you, Professor Herman--may you live forever). 


But of course, Personality Psych couldn't stand the way my day was turning out, so it decided to mess with me again. The so-called exam review session that was CLEARLY supposed to be in Gilmer Hall room 190 was NOT in Gilmer Hall room 190. 

Now that really ticks me off. 

There I was, trying to be a good student, and the freakin review session up and didn't meet where the syllabus and professor clearly said it would meet! 


*insert acknowledgment that as of right now, I am speaking purely from irrational annoyance, and that a week from now, the preceding events will probably not appear so vexing to me.*

Today's events lead me to create a short list. In my perfect universe:

1. Exam reviews would come to me. In my house, in my pajamas, with everything catered to what I need to know for the exam.
2. Class itself would come to me. 
3. Tests would be catered to me, my tastes, and what I want to talk about. For example:
"Discuss the difference between the Humanistic school of thought and the Behavioral school of thought." 
 My answer: "You know what I want to discuss? Waffles. I LOVE waffles. We're going to talk about THAT for 2 pages."
Grade: A+

Yeah. Yeah, I like that a lot, actually.

Moral of the Story: Nonsensical or not, you know my list would be pretty fun in real life.