First Midweek Post

     So I have decided on doing some midweek posts every now and then.  It'll get me thinking more clearly about how I view some things, maybe help me clarify for myself how I'm seeing different events.  This morning, I got an idea for a short little description.  I got 100% on a quiz that I hadn't studied for.  Ironically, it was for English 1102 and I hadn't read any of the material.  It was on poems and I simply went with the most sadistic answer available.  Yeah, I don't like poems much.  So here it is, maybe the only time I'll be doing this but it's a change.

     

     The first one.  Usually the easiest.  Actually, always the easiest.  It's a dirty game with dirty players.  Sneaking glances, trying to ensure you've done the same as everyone.  Desperate not to be wrong.  If you're wrong, you face eternal remorse and suffering from fellow players.  If you're right, riches and fame just might be yours.  I choose low.  

     Then comes the second.  Usually a bit harder.  I'm not positive about this one.  I plug in what I'm sure is right, but glance up.  A player to my left has chosen low.  Now it's tricky.  Would a low get chosen twice, or would a high and a low be opposite?  It's only the second question, nothing that complicated.  I'll go with high and take my chance.  

     The third.  Okay.  Now it's complicated.  Will a pattern show up?  If it does, the answers are probably wrong.  If there isn't one, I could still be wrong.  So many choices.  I go with the middle.  My gut says so, and someone's already marked beside their pick.  Things are looking up.  Not an obvious pattern, but still hope for one.  

     The fourth really gets hard.  Instead of following the would be pattern, my answer is low again.  I really can't handle this kind of stress.  I just guess.  And then I guess again.  All.  The.  Way.  Down.  To the last question.  No pattern, but a couple doubles, same answers right in a row.  I kept my gaze on my own evaluation the whole time.  Better to guess once than to second guess yourself and be wrong.  

     I pass up my paper and cross my fingers.  Maybe I'll study next time.