So, I'm back in my "home state" on a Saturday night. A quick flip through my phone book revealed none of my friends are answering their phones tonight. Trying to seize the day I head off to Panera bread with my 300 or so index cards full of psych notes, psych terminology cards and my psych textbook. With baroque music on my computer I FEEL smart. Who cares that I'm not sure I'm ready to take the CLEP. The little white, lined, pieces of paper and classical music give the impression I know what I'm doing.
I can't say that all this studying is in vain. I can now confidently say I know how to spell "psychology". Whew. That wiped me out. Hmmmm lets see about another refill of hazelnut coffee.
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