Note: Most of this was written on Thursday, December 11.
Yesterday was a milestone day in my college experience: I had my last 7:30. And now, I would like to take this time to reflect upon my many 7:30 experiences and say a few words.
For those who may not know, it is common Purdue jargon to refer to your classes by the time they start. The sentence “I have a 7:30 tomorrow,” is sure to illicit a sympathetic response from almost anyone. They are dreaded and feared. No one wants them, not even professors, so they are more commonly freshman level courses. This semester, that is, my ninth semester, I had three.
Nothing is ever learned at 7:30 in the morning. It is simply impossible. Please refer to the chart below.
As you can see from the chart, the typical college brain doesn’t turn on for learning until after a late lunch, and shuts off proptly before dinner. Brain function remains at zero throughout primetime television sitcoms and sporting events. Optimal time for learning takes place at the end of the day and well into morning when it is realized that, “Crap, I actually have to get stuff done today.”
Not gonna lie, it was a pretty big drag having a 7:30 every Monday, Wednesday and Friday. But what was a bigger drag was the 6 hour break following that before my next class. I took a nap every day except two and never got anything done during that break. Next semester should be much better with 8:30s every day with continuous classes until 2:20 or 3:20.
But I never let it cramp my style. Most people probably didn’t even know I had 7:30s because I would still participate in all the late night events and deal with being tired the next day.
This really isn’t as much of an ode as I thought it was going to be. Oh well, it is what it is. I’m just putting it up here because I promised I would. I wanted to think back to how many 7:30s I’ve had before, but honestly there’s no way I could ever remember that. It’s been a lot, and now they’re all over!
…until I have to start going into work at 6:00 AM!
