Geez, look how vain I am. The only entries I ever have in my journal are surveys about little (big) ol' me. And now this:

Last Monday, my anatomy professor reminded our class that our first exam was going to be in a week, and - as she put it - "If you haven't begun studying yet, there's just no point in even coming to the test." I hadn't begun studying. (Obviously. I am Queen Procrastination.) And I didn't study until Saturday, two nights before the test. And everyone knows Sunday is just a crappy day to study on, so I didn't then, either.

I got the results back today. 94%. Good thing I showed up, eh?