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Oh the misery! The sheer and utter agony of trying to keep your eyes open in class when the only thing you can think of is how heavy your lids are. Never mind that the teacher is spewing all this "need to know" information about the incredibly important test that he will be giving in the next couple of days. This test will also reflect greatly on your grade for the year. CRAP, was he talking about the final exam?

Mom and Dad, so my head wasn't in the books, at least it was on them, I was close!

(perfect senior behavior!)

Yes, that would be me with my head resting ever so peacefully on my stack of books that just happen to be the perfect height. I was in Mr. Davis' Psychology class and apparently knew all I needed to for the day. The student in front of me appears as though she was the target of a tranquilizer dart and is barely hanging on. If I recall correctly by the time the bell rang she too was drooling on the desk. Apparently the dart that tagged me took effect immediately or I was smart enough to not fight it and just lay it down. I mean he was just talking about our final grade for crying out loud. To think that was one of my favorite classes. How the H@!* did I ever get out of high school?!

The pride that must be swelling in my parents....LOL!

"As long as there are tests, there will be prayer in schools."

~Author Unknown