Australian Rules Football = Suh-weet.

Definitely not on top of my game this morning. A toss and turn filled night of slumber (thank you once again construction...slash body's inability to rest peacefully) led to extreme tiredness which in turn skewed my normal on-top-of-things state into a scrambling mess. Stats was A-okay...got there on time (early even!) thanks to Paratransit, but then it was off to Psych to take an exam. As I rode there the feeling of doom entered my stomach as I realized that the two pencils I always use for exam taking were perched atop my desk at home (and I didn't have any others in my backpack writing utensil pouch) and that my Student I.D. was sitting in my wallet in my rain coat since it was rainy yesterday as opposed to my fleece for the slight chill that was today.

Anyways, plopped in the nearest open seat (since I was late. Thank you, Paratransit), asked to borrow a pencil from a friendly neighbor, and continued to pound out the wonderful 62-question multiple choice test all the while scheming up a way to get out of needing my I.D. to turn in my exam. Now, on a normal exam day (for instance, the first two), the I.D. wouldn't be a problem because my GSI was always present and could confirm my identity...but naturally, the one time I forget it, good ol' Jessica is playing hooky in Psych 250. Womp. It turned out not to be such a big deal...and definitely wasn't worth the amount of sweat that apparently had poured out in all my worrying. I do believe the GSI who took my exam may have been aware that I was slightly distraught due to the red color of my face and sweat happening all over the place so he just made me swear I was who I claimed I was...which I did...and then I also blurted out an explanation that I'm the freak with the crutches who has sat in the first row that last two weeks with my giant leg up on the railing. I don't think he cared. Since he just kind of blankly stared. So I walked away mentally hitting myself for allowing that wonderful story to slip from my lips.

Sociology was great! My GSI lectured (the Australian with the great accent, huge and long super curly hair, and tiny little frame) about Rugby League, Rugby Union, and Australian Rules Football. If I ever get the chance to attain my dream of traveling to Australia, I must see both an Australian Rules Professional Football game as well as a Pro Rugby League game. So entertaining. Just check out this video:

2009 AFL Mark of the Year

The real question is...how do more people not acquire serious injuries? Or perhaps he failed to mention that stat during lecture...probably the more likely option!