Take Home Tests

~Butterflies are self propelled flowers.

~R.H. Heinlein

I have, laying on my desk, the first tri-term test for my American Literary History class. It is killing me.

It's a take home test that I haven't even begun to study for. I've been trying to catch everything else up! The whole idea of a take home test is interesting to me. Because it's all based on honesty and trust. I read the instructions and after I type up and print out the test I am to handwrite on the bottom of the last page that as a student at BYU I did it honestly, etc...

And it's not that I want to cheat. It's just this urge to flip through the packet. I might have to hide it from myself until I do it tomorrow or Friday! But it's like a bomb sitting there. Watching me. I don't know. Our teacher told us about a student who got the test one time and started flipping through it right in front of him. Haha, they said it's cuz they weren't listening. I would have done it out of... not habit... that's just what you do when you get a packet :)

Anyway, off to read for my British lit rolling final tomorrow. And the nightly homework. And the ten minute presentation I have next week. Not liking that class so much...