The shirt now also includes marks of
- napalm
- a motorcycle accident
- being backstabbed by a friend
- random punctures from me testing every potential stabbing weapon in my room on it (forks, pens, staplers...).
- friction burns from my wall
The front now reads "Bad Day? Mine's Worse" thanks to a suggestion from Michelle. I rather think I'll wear it whenever I'm in high-stress test-taking environments, to remind people that it could always be worse. :)
Speaking of testing situations, I got to fulfill another longtime goal today. I had a test for Psyc 339, but due to the fact that I am no longer majoring in Psyc, I decided to drop the class. (What? I don't want to do statistics for fun?!?). I dropped the class over lunch, and did a little research before the start of the exam. I came up with this list, that I was well familiar with. I went to the exam, wrote a note to the professor on the cover sheet explaining that I had dropped the class, that I really loved his teaching, that I meant no disrespect to his test, and that I hoped he would be entertained. I then proceeded to take the funnest test of the year.
Obviously, I spelled things out with the multiple choice answers. I also added new options to the multiple choice answers, such as 50 digits of Pi, or logical paradoxes, and picked those. I used Russian and Greek letters, imaginary numbers, and sarcastic comments for multiple choice answers. Instead of True and False, I answered with "Lies!", "Debatable" "Eh, probably" and "Why not?". I correctly worked out the math for a bunch of the questions, only using roman numerals instead of normal numbers. (IV^II is so much cooler looking than 4^2). Oh, and I wrote all these answers with multicolored crayons...
For the last problem, in which I had to draw out a box plot and label various elements, I portrayed all the statistical terms with basic pictionary style doodles, and duly labeled them. You get an idea of it from the picture below-
I then turned the exam in, and left the room 45 minutes before everyone else. On my way out, I muttered "Boy, that was easy!"
I then turned the exam in, and left the room 45 minutes before everyone else. On my way out, I muttered "Boy, that was easy!"
I'm sure some of them still hate me.
Totally worth it.
It's too bad you couldn't get video of the professor's reaction when he graded this.
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