Shoot...

Tuesday.

Poli Sci.

Over my head. Remember? 

My professor starts lecturing. About ten minutes after class starts, I lean my head on my hand. Somehow my eyes closed. Could be the fact that I'd only gotten about five hours of sleep. Just a guess.

Ten seconds later....

"Oh no. Looks like I've already put Chessie to sleep!"

Eyes snap open, I jerk straight up.

Hysterical laughter from fifty other people.

I have THE WORST reputation in that class: I'm perpetually confused (and everybody knows it), I never know what to say when I'm called on ("Chessie, what do you think?" "Uhhh..... I don't know?!"), and my teacher caught me napping and announced it to the whole world.

Absolutely mortifying.