the dreaded testing center.

Alright, so let's get something straight. 
The testing center is, in fact, a horrendous place.

Now I'm not one to stress too much about a test, I've always been a generally good test-taker, but today was an exception.

First off, I didn't really feel prepared for this test, but I didn't feel like any amount of more studying would help. Plus, I just wanted to have it off my mind. So I went ahead and took it today.

In front of the testing center seems to be the PDA central of campus as well as the most gloomy, miserable place on campus. It's an odd combination to be sure.

As I approach the testing center today I see a couple kissing. Not just a kiss, but the drawn out, 
"good luck" 
*kiss*
*kiss*
*kiss*
"good luck to you"
*kiss*
*kiss*
*kiss*
*kiss*
*kiss*
*kiss*
*kiss* x5

EWWW.
Okay, kissing is fine. But there's a time and a place for it, and right in front of the testing center is not that time or place. 

Then I go inside and sit down to try and fit in just a little bit more studying. There were some people in the center of the room talking really loudly, I can't even remember what they were talking about, but it was aggravating. 

The moment of truth comes as I walk up the stairs to check in and pick up my test and there are about 500 bajillion people in line. 

Fantastic.

So I go ahead and get in line and as we move along it becomes very apparent to me that we are all a little too close for comfort. I'm not sure if it was because I could feel the girl behind me breath down my back, or if it was because I could smell the boy in front of me as I think he may have been passing gas. I try my best to hold my breath.

I listen to people have awkward conversations about how their "aunt's best friend's brother's girlfriend's uncle lives in the same place that you're going on your mission to!" 
       
Then all of the sudden I recognize the sound of music, who's listening to music? Oh nobody, there's just a boy playing the Ukulele while waiting in line. 

Why? Well what else would you do in the testing center line?

I pull out my phone in an attempt to entertain myself, and not focus on the bizarreness around me. After a few texts to and from my roommate and a failed attempt at using the internet I give up.

Finally I'm at the front of the line with my test entering the testing central. Desks stretch from one end to the other, each one filled with a body. 
Hmm..this is awkward. Where to sit?

Then a brilliant idea hits me! There's a music room upstairs. I walk up there and as I enter the smaller room I can literally feel the humidity change. The stench of B.O. and dirty feet is practically suffocating. 

Resisting the natural urge I have to turn around and sprint the other direction in search of breathable air, I sit down and begin taking my test. I think we're listening to the Anne of Green Gables soundtrack. Interesting choice.

I finish up my test of application questions that really don't seem to apply and concepts I swear I've never heard to the song they must play when Anne's 'mom' dies. 

After all of this I figure I probably failed this one. 

I go to get my instant score, where everyone pretends that that one person on the screen with a 97% is actually them, and it turns out my teacher isn't releasing our scores until the end of the week. 

Awesome.

As I walk out of the testing center forcing myself to just relax a student walks by me on his phone. His conversation literally went like this (in a raspy voice), "Yeah I'm pretty sick....well I've done a lot of research on the internet and from all the symptoms and signs as far as I can tell it's either strep or mono.."

AHH!! 
Caution, avoid this guy! 

So I maneuvered my way away from him and headed back to my apartment to take, what I considered, a well deserved 20 minute nap before starting the next round of homework and studying.

Thank Heavens I don't have to go back there for another week and a half. 



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