Didn't get the discrete math exam done. Kept waiting for caffeine to kick in (because I felt so godawfully tired) and it only kicked in now, at 2 in the fucking AM.
Never again a 7 AM class. Never again. I don't care if it's a class on how to make crack out of Drano, I don't care if it's a class about the meaning of life. I don't care if it's free money with sexual favors included. I swear, Chao as my witness, that NOTHING short of nuclear armageddon or accidental personal organ failures will make me get up before 7 in the morning ever AGAIN.
I love the math. I hate the time.