Take an 8 a.m. they said, it won't be that bad. 

But you decide to be a team player, so you wake up early and haul yourself to your 8 a.m. All is fine and great...until your stomach starts grumbling about 20 minutes into class. 

But instead of thinking about how hungry you are, you try to focus on what the teacher is saying. Quiz next week? Got it. Soon you are note taking but then the pace of the class slows down and you realize how tired you are feeling...

Then the kid next to you decides to do something really annoying like chew on their pen, constantly shake their leg, or chew with their mouth open during class and you think you might loose it. It's 8 a.m. for heavens sake.

But now the professor has decided it's an appropriate time to engage the class in some discussion, so he starts calling on random people to answer questions, and you are distracted from that annoying action. Making eye contact at this point would just be asking to be called on, so you avoid it all costs.

Just because of your luck, the professor singles you out to answer a question you clearly have no idea the answer too. 

Once you fumble through the question, it is finally time to leave that dreaded, overly heated classroom.

And if you ever see that professor outside of class, well, we all know what to do.