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I had been up all night before (talking or something like that). There was no test the next day, just class. Well Microbiology was the first class of my day at 9 a.m. so I dragged myself there, half asleep. My microbiology teacher prides herself on telling all of us everyday how she took the MCAT and scored in the 90th percentile, after not studying at all. But she decided to go to graduate school because it was more challenging.
Well anyway, me and her butted heads all the time because our personalities clash. Well I was sitting 4 rows from the front, almost sound asleep. She loved to show people up, so she stopped class, walked up to me shook me and asked me a very challenging microbiology question. I answered it in 3 seconds and went back to sleep, this time for real. This was more so embarrasing to her, and she then went on (I was told) to lecture the class about how we should be going to bed at 9 p.m. and waking up at 4 a.m.
Well anyway, me and her butted heads all the time because our personalities clash. Well I was sitting 4 rows from the front, almost sound asleep. She loved to show people up, so she stopped class, walked up to me shook me and asked me a very challenging microbiology question. I answered it in 3 seconds and went back to sleep, this time for real. This was more so embarrasing to her, and she then went on (I was told) to lecture the class about how we should be going to bed at 9 p.m. and waking up at 4 a.m.