Update: If I can make it to thanksgiving with my mind intact, I will declare myself uber-superhuman
I am already clearly superhuman.
I took this exam yesterday, with about 4-5 hours of sleep in me, and just beat the shit out of it. I was kind of looking at my classmates out of the corners of my eyes, and realized a lot of them were sitting back in their chairs, staring off into space. I was thinking, "Are you guys just unprepared, or are you thinking of what you're going to write?"
The optimistic thought occured to me that maybe they were just doing the latter of the two. I had, after all, done that a few times, organizing my thoughts, but I think my face pretty much showed that I was trying to think of something/having a stroke. It's what I call "active thinking": If you're just a zombie in a chair, you're probably just repeating some mantra like, "Oh, shit, I don't know what to write. I'm not ready for this...oh fuck of god!" You might as well be one of those students who just walks out of class, or writes "I dont no i wuz just thot it wold be a mutlipal choose examb.".'..'".?""
So today. I'm interviewing one of the coolest people I know (who, unless my professor gives me permission, will remain a confidential informant) for a class. Then this weekend/week, I have to interview a local plant grower. Then I have to do the presentation with the clown-whore. Then I have an exam after that. By the way, those last 3 things I have to do are all for a single class. I'm noticing that this professor is brutal in his expectations of students, but I think I'm managing to keep up.
I took this exam yesterday, with about 4-5 hours of sleep in me, and just beat the shit out of it. I was kind of looking at my classmates out of the corners of my eyes, and realized a lot of them were sitting back in their chairs, staring off into space. I was thinking, "Are you guys just unprepared, or are you thinking of what you're going to write?"
The optimistic thought occured to me that maybe they were just doing the latter of the two. I had, after all, done that a few times, organizing my thoughts, but I think my face pretty much showed that I was trying to think of something/having a stroke. It's what I call "active thinking": If you're just a zombie in a chair, you're probably just repeating some mantra like, "Oh, shit, I don't know what to write. I'm not ready for this...oh fuck of god!" You might as well be one of those students who just walks out of class, or writes "I dont no i wuz just thot it wold be a mutlipal choose examb.".'..'".?""
So today. I'm interviewing one of the coolest people I know (who, unless my professor gives me permission, will remain a confidential informant) for a class. Then this weekend/week, I have to interview a local plant grower. Then I have to do the presentation with the clown-whore. Then I have an exam after that. By the way, those last 3 things I have to do are all for a single class. I'm noticing that this professor is brutal in his expectations of students, but I think I'm managing to keep up.