When my alarm clock startled me awake this morning I was positive I had really made a mistake and it was really Saturday. I almost turned it off and rolled back over to continue my really weird dream ( which was fun too).

So here I am all ready to go... for a class I don't really even like anymore. I hate how a prof can either make or break a course. I mean, if I didn't love genetics as much as I do, I probably would have dropped 304.

Well I better get going... I want to leave early enough so I have time to chat people up before my class.

State: annoyed it isn't saturday
Song: I'm only sleeping- the Beatles