Obama will be my Friend

I had initially planned to study for the last ten or fifteen minutes of Rec for my exam at 9:30, but I was fortunate that our class got out really early! Well, we were given time for projects, and though we talked for awhile, we didn't really get anything done, but headed out after half an hour anyway. I went to the Outpost and studied at the tables for an hour before my PR exam.

I wanted to be in the classroom before too many people showed up since we don't have enough desks for everyone (good job, csulb). It didn't matter much -- we ended up moving classrooms anyway. Once I get in the mode to take the test, I don't want to study anymore, think about the material anymore, or look at my notes anymore. I'm in the zone and want to spew out information faster than a pledge at his first frat party spews Nat Ice. If I started to look over notes, I'd be in the learning mode and definitely not putting my best foot forward.

I was a little nervous about getting the test, since I had heard how hard it was from Janine. Despite going to bed at 2.48am and trudging to my 8am class this morning, I hadn't covered the essay questions with much effort since I had been focusing on the multiple choice material. Still, that hour before the midterm I crammed all the essayness I could into my brain and let me tell you....I. Nailed. That. Test.

At least, I feel like I did. I don't even know if I guessed on any multiple choice question, and I put down all the information I had in my notes and janine's and even the book for the essay questions. My brain spewed like clockwork. Still, I hope I took good enough notes in class, since I felt like I was somewhat weak in parts of the essay, though I know it wasn't anywhere in the book (I looked pretty well).

I think we're getting the tests back in a couple weeks. That's such a long wait!

Work was a complete and total riot. Melissa and I laughed so hard our stomachs hurt, some about mardi gras and some about Obama (we want him to point finger-guns at the camera and say, "hatcha!" at that point, obama will not just be our president, but he will be our friend. We feel we should dedicate a facebook group to it, but I doubt anyone might care enough join xD). I told her the story behind Noodle's nicknames, and we seriously laughed for 20 minutes straight, and continued to laugh throughout the evening when we'd just think about it. I tried some Charlie's Angels moves to get across the counter a couple times, and let's just say physics and and the laws of gravity won. It was hilarious, and I was crying in laughter several times tonight.

As for work, it was totally dead. We had two people on billiards all night (one only stayed for maybe an hour), and no one even was watching the state of the union address. Only three people showed up to watch the Laker game, which usually pulls in a fair good amount of viewers. We did have a small group go bowling...so two tables and a bowling lane were taken at some point throughout the night. Woah! What an intense day, I know :)

Nothing tomorrow! ....I hope. Still, it always seems to take forever for me to get to bed, even though I clearly need sleep....the life of being a college kid!



hatcha!