What is wrong with me?

So the past two mornings I have arrived at school way early. On Tuesday I showed up to school a little over an hour early and this morning I arrived two hours early. What is wrong with me?! I got up at 6:45 am, got to school at 9:05 am and I don't even have class until 11:20 am.
To be completely honest though, I get my best work done in the morning and I'm not rushing to get homework done that is due today, I'm trying to get ahead of the game by doing homework that is due tomorrow afternoon. There is meaning to my madness!
This morning (with my excess of two extra hours before class) I shall study anthropology and maybe get some finite done (I will probably save that for my lunch break though). After class ends at 3:45 pm I will then focus on reading my psychology chapter to prepare for my quiz tomorrow.

I discovered my new "zen" spot at school and in my town.
The second floor at the library at my school is the perfect place for me study. I have no distractions. I have a huge table to spread out my stuff. I have all the resources I could need all around me. It's perfecto!!
While at home I cannot get any studying there, so yesterday I discovered my new favorite study place, the public library. I know...it's not like I discovered something amazingly great that is going to change the world for all students, but I never thought it would be a great place for me to study since I tend to "people watch" in many public places.
All in all college is going well (It's only going to be my third day, but hey...it could be worse). I'm not "half-assing" any of my work (excuse my french), and I'm working hard at my work so I can get "gggggrrrrrreat" (as Tony the Tiger would say) grades.

By the way, does anyone have good advice for me as I start my first semester in college? It would be a great help to have inside advice from college graduates! Thanks!

Here's the Gist

So here's the gist, the first two days of college were a great starting experience (even though I have not exactly socialized with anyone really yet). I found all my classes extremely easily considering it's a fairly small campus, I had all my materials ready, I'm finding pretty decent parking spaces, and I'm understanding the material being taught (minus finite math, but I'll get to that later).
Here's the gist of my classes in a nutshell
Spanish: I'm ahead of the game considering I took three years of Spanish in high school. I'm basically focusing on reviewing.
English: I'm a little more laid back considering it has no intense focus on literature like AP English did last year. I'm excited to purely focus on my writing abilities.
Finite: Yeah, first of all, over half the class was late considering we were waiting outside the classroom and she only opened up one door, and the rest of us were oblivious to the happening. We finally found our way into the classroom. I'm extremely happy that it was over half the class that was late and not just me. After the tardiness to class, I walk in and my professor was foreign, great... I have a hard time understanding accents (I have the most trouble with Asian accents, but my Professor is Eastern European I think, so I'll catch on eventually). But even without the trouble of understanding translating the accent, I couldn't completely grasp the lesson on the first day of class! Whatever though, I'll teach myself, I'll catch on, no worries.
Anthropology: I'm really excited about this class. Out of all my professors, I'm most excited about this professor. He seems very inspirational and he knows his stuff! He actually told us that this his 40th year being a professor...WOW!!!
Psychology: This was supposed to be the class I'm most excited about considering it is my major, but my professor seems completely clueless on how to teach. He took the powerpoint that was premade by our psychology books publishers and read it to us. He added no supplemental information to assist us at all. He seems to have the personality of a rock...and we have a quiz/test over chapter one Thursday already! I guess that's college though...oh well, It'll be fine.
All in all, college is a big change and for the better. Don't quote me on this but I'm actually excited to study and learn this first semester.

notecards, notecards, notecards

So its 1:41 a.m. right now and I'm still up. Why you may ask?
Well let me tell you...
I got home from working after school at 4:00 p.m. and I was exhausted so I decided to take a nap up in my room. Little did I know that I was going to fall asleep for three and a half hours...
And little did I plan that I would be up for HOURS studying for AP Psychology for a linguistics and developmental test tomorrow.
Six hours later, I'm about ready to wrap up the hard working night and go to sleep. But then I realize that my vocabulary notecards are due tomorrow (yes, my teacher checks them like we are three yrs. old, but it's easy points). For safety purposes, I decided to check to make sure I had them.
Without a doubt or a worry in my mind I nonchalantly pull out my notecards but realize I'm missing half of a chapter. I quickly look through my notecard holder (yes, indeed I have one of those) and they're not there. Then I look through my Myers Psychology book, and they aren't there either. I look through my folder, and yet again they are not there.
Destine to find these M.I.A notecards I decided to double and triple check EVERYWHERE for these notecards. My main goal was to not have to go back and rewrite an hours worth of pointless work. Then I decide to look for the forth time and I found them!
Guess where they were...
They were in my hand...
Just kidding, but that would have been extremely funny; but no...
They were in my book. I just didn't see them all FOUR TIMES I LOOKED!
I guess even with the over abundance of caffeine in my system, I still cannot function at two in the morning.