Dear 8 am Classes,

Throughout the duration of my life, I've always sucked it up, and dealt with the classes I've been dealt. I always dealt with being tired, and groggy, and just kind of sat there while all of my teachers talked at me. But you know what? ...That REALLY sucks.

I've come to the realization lately that no matter how hard I try, and how much sleep I force myself to get the night before, or how much coffee I throw down my throat prior to class, If it's at 8 am? I don't retain a damn thing.

I'll sit there, and I'll take my notes, but when I come back to look at them later, I have no idea what's going on. It doesn't matter that I wrote down everything my professor said. It doesn't matter that after I realized this, I did my best to sit attentively and not let my attention wander. It doesn't matter how hard I try to throw myself into the class, and into the content.

It's too early for me to be functioning.

8 am classes are making me look like an idiot. Because at 8 in the morning? ...I am an idiot.

Thanks, whoever decided to schedule 3 of my days a week before 9am. Because of this, I'm not getting a lot out of about half my classes.

Also? I hate you with all the fiery passion a sleep deprived, over worked 21-year-old girl can muster.

F**k you.

Sincerely,

Manda.