Guidance Counselor said, "Your scores are anti-heroic..."

I forgot my wallet today. I have no money to eat lunch, and I had a Slim-Fast for breakfast a million hours ago. I am very hungry. I wish I even had another can of Slim Fast. Sigh. I'm worried I'm going to need my ID number for the exam this afternoon. Mike said he would find my wallet and email me my ID number, but it has been three hours and he can't find it, so I'm getting a little concerned.

We have our first exam this afternoon, and people are flipping out. It's just a mini-class, legal research, and it's pass-fail, but people are flipping out anyway. It doesn't help that the professor is a huge dickweed who makes fun of us to our faces and tells the other section that he teaches that our class is full of failures. I put a few gems in my teacher review sheet for him, I tell you that. I have top-rank teachers with superb reputations that treat us with ten times as much respect and basic humanity than this martinet of a legal librarian with delusions of being a funny guy. It would be better if he'd actually taught us things instead of tossing up PowerPoint presentations and telling us not to ask questions. I hate him so much. But at least the exam means not having to be in class with him anymore.

I'm glad it's almost the weekend. I'm very tired. And hungry, but the weekend is not particularly germane to that fact. I'm just going to sit here and stew for awhile, and maybe do my reading for Contracts. This is not a fun day.