The last few days...er, day.

Genetics has now eaten my breakfast, lunch, and is eying my dinner. Yesterday was test #4 of 7. I felt pretty prepared. My roommate and Libo were as prepared as they come. The second I opened that test I wondered why I had studyed at all. It did not resemble any of the problems we were given, or the practice exam in any respect. It was one of those moments where you're too surprised to panic. When it was over I asked #2 and Libo what they thought. Words were beyond all of us. Untell we started walking to Libo's car, and then colorful words were spoken with an impressive frequency; not by me of course. I can't even believe our professor. Teaching was not his calling. He's actually just filling in for the guy on sabaticle right now, but for someone who doesn't believe in giving tests, he sure has high standards for those taking them. I think the fact that he doesn't like them did come across in his utter inability to write one though. It was hard to understand what he was even asking. Anyway, we were all in surprisingly good moods considering the massacre that had just taken place (if the class average is above 40% I'm dropping out of school right now), and actually I think it was because we all found it so ridiculous we couldn't help but laugh about it--through tears of course (there weren't really any tears, but there might be if someone got a 90 on this test). Not to mention disbelief, frustration, and of course a little bit of bitterness and anger. So we threw a pity party for ourselves and went out for sushi at Benihana. I got a spider roll, the spicy salmon rolls, a spicy tuna wrap, and it was all very good. But I was still somewhat upset after our trip. So we all sat around on the couch at our house afterwards, each with our pints of ice cream, and watched an episode of South Park. Very fitting for the mood we were in. It actually amazes me that my roommate can have so much on her plate right now and not be a nervous wreck. Or at least that she can be a nervous wreck that still finds plenty of laughing time. I enjoy hanging out with the two of them. And they're smart, so I really should study with them more. I did the night before the test, but it availed us nothing.

After the drama of the morning I went over to the HEB to study O Chem with my roommate and some people from our lab. Basically our lab TA, Brian, decided to be nice enough to come help us understand things we should already understand, but haven't had the time to understand with our busy lives, before our test Wednesday. A great deal of my Saturday will be devoted to family, but the rest will go to studying mechanisms and synthesis reactions. We were there for 2 hours, and actually I quite enjoyed it. Other than that I hadn't looked at any of the material beforehand, so I had no idea what was going on a great deal of the time. But I knew more than most, so yay for me.

Then I was stuck in traffic for an hour getting to my parents house. I meant to go there for multiple reasons, but only had time to print off some stuff before going to the game store for this Halloween thing they were throwing. We really didn't play any Halloween games, which was dissapointing, but fortunately I enjoy my friends enough that it didn't matter too much. Duckling, FK, some guy FK knows but none of us did, Pinkie, and Joshuar were all there playing games for multiple hours. I intended to start calling Joshuar Corn Flakes from now on, but he's actually been very reliable lately. Weird. But he stole my yellow pawns, and for that I stole his glasses and subsequently misplaced them. There was food there as well, and we all had way too many cream sodas. That about sums it up.