Nightmares

You know those nightmares that people have about college, in which they forget to go to the final or write a paper or go to class for the entire quarter? I thought I was having one of those when I opened my eyes this morning at 9:21 this morning to go to an 8AM economics final. I looked around a bit, and indeed the world seemed to be real. I dashed out of bed, sprinted across the Midway and into Kent, only to stumble into the wrong room. I finally found it, though. My instructor thankfully was incredibly nice about the entire debaucle; he gave me the full time and the test was not bad.

But got even worse. He gave me four booklets in which to do the test. Since I was in a hurry, I did the entire test in the first booklet. I finished with 30 extra minutes, and flipped to the front of the test sheet to check my answers. Suddenly I noticed that the instructions at the very top of the page (in bold, incidentally...), said to do problem 1 in the first book, problems 2 and 3 in the second book, and problems 4 and 5 in the third book. So I feverishly recopied problems 1, 4, and 5 into new books, finishing with additional 18 minutes to go. Still, I was able to check all of my answers and catch a couple mistakes.

It has been a painful day.

On the upside, I was very well rested.