8:30 class is literally the worst. Here’s some deep thoughts we all have before them:
1. Checking Rabaska and thinking: “What administrative demon thought it was a good idea to schedule this class at 8:30am?”
2. Is Tim Hortons even open?
3. Wow campus is really dead.
4. I bet my bed misses me. I miss my bed.
5. No one’s even here. Why am I here?
6. I should not have stayed out so late last night. (Or more likely: Can people tell I’m hungover?)
7. Would anyone notice if I just napped through this lecture or will I end up on the Spotted Sleeping page?
8. Taking this class was the worst decision I have ever made in my entire life.
Good luck surviving the rest of the semester collegiettes!