Man my brain feels squished. At 3 I had my Biomedical Instrumentations lab which ran an hour over because our TA was sick so the Prof took over. The lab was long in the first place, but the old senile man didn't have to make it worse by lecturing us on how we should record all of our data in bound notebooks because once we get into industry we could need the solid copy for a patent or if we're sued or something. OK, that would be fine IF I WAS IN INDUSTRY. I'm not in industry and our TA never mentioned a notebook so I didn't think about it. All the other labs I've been in had a worksheet to record data. Then the ol' fogy would go on tangents whenever we asked him to help us. So I was pissed when I got back and whenever that happens I tend to take it out on my friends or unsuspecting victims...usually Mary, so when she would ask me questions at dinner I barked out a sarcastic reply so I could continue silently fuming about my earlier predicament.

Then about an hour after lab (time for dinner and gathering my stuff) I came down to a lounge in the dorm and started studying for my social psychology exam for tomorrow. That took about 3.5 hours. When you account for my inner nuclear explosion and my whirlwind studying, I am now emotionally and intellectually drained.

So winter carnival starts Wednesday night, that'll be awesome. We have a 4 day weekend, which I'll need after this week after doing nothing but homework pretty much all weekend...except Friday night...maybe(what did I do Friday night?...oh right, nothing), and then going over load these 3 days.

I'll leave you with an interesting thought. I want you to say to yourself,"Who am I?" five times slowly...kind of contemplatively. Do that now.

You heard your own voice didn't you? Now, were you born with that voice in your head or did the society put it there?

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