College.
I’ve been harshly over-prepared in all classes thus far. Here’s a mere idea.
Music History/Appreciation:
Me: I seem to notice everyone is acting as if there was no homework. Those compositions you gave us, that long list of compositions we were to listen to and be able to identify composer, title of piece, instrument family… what was that?
Professor: Oh, that’s your final! I was just giving you a heads up on those.
Me: GREAT! Can I take the final now?
Professor: Well no, but you’re ahead of everyone! Good for you!
Ha ha! Great for me!!
Intro to Lit:
Professor: So I know the syllabus says we were going to have a quiz over the six readings listed, but we didn’t go over them in class.
Me: What does that mean?
Professor: Just that I’ll never give you a quiz over something we didn’t go over in class. That’s not right by me.
Me: … So the story summary and author biography I wrote for each of those six stories is hahahah! Oh man.
Professor: Oh but you’re ahead, good for you!
Yes, good for me!!
Tonight I have English Composition and I have a feeling that we were only supposed to write a rough draft for our summary of various works. I, of course, made note of the rough draft but finalized it and had it “peer edited” (by my boyfriend who’s already taken the class) and revised into MLA format since all of my other professors use APA style and YARRRRRRRRG YOU, COLLEGE. SOMEONE TAKE ME OFF OF DAY SHIFT, I DON’T FUNCTION WITH NO SLEEP.
