Surviving

We had our first epidemic fear of the semester earlier this week when two people on our floor supposedly got pink eye. The immediate reaction from most people was paranoia and an elevated sense of hygiene. At least this got me to wash my hands more during the day.
On another note, today marks my first lateness to class in my Berkeley career. I woke up this morning and thought to myself, "hm... It's pretty bright right now." Then I turned and looked at my alarm clock and it read 8:45. My class started at 8:00. It was pretty bad because we were doing peer reviews and discussions in class for our papers. As of now, my paper is really sucky so I missed out a lot.
Midterms are over for now. I'm still surviving, or so I think.