Getting your ass kicked in an examination is a sure fire way to make you open your eyes and smell the coffee. I got my dues today, in a three-hour torture fiesta that left a trail of destruction in its wake that took out almost all my class with it. Dazed and shell-shocked is how I would describe my current situation to the EMTs who are probably on the way. Three more semesters of this treatment is sure to flush out any soul that had the unfortunate accident of harboring within me.