psych and silliness

Well, once again, nothing important happened today. I went through my daily routine of getting up, rushing madly around my house in a sleepy daze trying not to forget anything, driving to school, where I didn't really understand the calc. 2 lesson, only to realize that I had been thinking about it all wrong the whole class period (see, I'm not impervious to math trouble), then working on one problem in chemistry to find out I had done it wrong, but that one I did understand why. After all of that I came home watched the rest of a very sad and depressing movie, and spent the rest of the afternoon studying for my psych exam tomorrow.

I did however, have one, shall we say, blonde moment. I got an email from my psych prof. saying that I should bring a "scantron" to class tomorrow. So the first thing I did was google what a "scantron" actually was. Apparently, it is the thing that you fill the bubbles in for a test. I guess that the school is to cheap to give them to us, we have to bring them. But I did feel very silly for not knowing what one is, I'm sure that is something that if I was living in the dorms would have become all too clear.

The other thing I realized today, other then finding out what a scantron is, was that psychology isn't very good for me. I already have the tendancies to analyze people and actually knowing something about psychology is just making that come out more. So after this semester, no more psych for me.

Cheers!

Your Literary Junkophile.

Amendment 1: Sorry this was short tonight.

Amendment 2: I thinking I'm getting a cold and I really need to get to bed.

Amendment 3: I have to get up early to get a scantron at the bookstore.