Poor Grades Tied to Class Times That Don’t Match Our Biological Clocks

Poor Grades Tied to Class Times That Don’t Match Our Biological Clocks

  • March 31, 2018
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Poor Grades Tied to Class Times That Don’t Match Our Biological Clocks

Researchers tracked the personal daily online activity profiles of nearly 15,000 college students as they logged into campus servers. After sorting the students into “night owls,” “daytime finches” and “morning larks” — based on their activities on days they were not in class — researchers compared their class times to their academic outcomes.

Source: berkeley.edu

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