Ain't This Some Bull

What a week. Last Thursday I had two final: art history and public speaking. I was nervous about my art final because we covered at least 15 images but would only be tested on a random 6. Luckily, we were tested on the 6 images I studies the most for. I was also nervous about my public speaking final because I wasn't as prepared as I should have been and this speech was worth more points than the others. I not only did well, but when I asked to the professor to meet with me this week to discuss the possibility of becoming a communications major, she said she was thinking the same thing! I never gave communications a thought, but after taking the class and realizing that I like communicating, it makes sense to change majors. Or at least learn more about it. Tonight wasn't so good. I thought I had my history final, and was surprised when i showed up to class that it was empty. I checked the roster and realized that it is scheduled for Wednesday night. When I saw that I thought I had my anthropology final instead. I rushed to my anthro class, only to see 3 other students walking out. No one showed up. I remembered the professor saying that he wouldn't be here tonight, but that doesn't make sense. But then again, he hasn't made sense all semester. I don't know what to do now. I have my history final Wednesday night, and I work during the day so there's no way I can take my anthro final. I emailed my anthro teacher and told him the dilemma, but knowing him he probably doesn't even check his email. I am pissed right now. The good thing is that I have more time to study for history. The bad thing is that I might miss my anthro final. I can't worry about because it's not my fault, but it pisses me off that I'm finally at a stage where I am prepared for class, and I get stuck with a professor who isn't. UGH!!!