Friday, February 03, 2006

Skipping school is hotter than liquefied suet

Our sorority hosts this 'Drink a Small Town Dry'-type event every year at around this time. But I'm counting down the hours by reading the archives of my favourite blogs and drinking Vanilla Stolis w/ Ginger Ale and a twist of lime at work.

I ran into an old colleague and we traded stories about skipping school. Yesterday, I unintentionally skipped school. How does one do that, you might ask; simple. i woke up at around 8am, which is ridiculously early since i have class at 1pm, I think to myself, but I can't fall back asleep. I end up doing readings that I should have done last week, in classes that I haven't gone to. I eventually emerge from my room to make breakfast and watch Angelina Jolie's E! True Hollywod Story on STAR!

I wash my dishes, listen to some music, and pack up my books and my laptop to go to school in time for my 1pm class. I'm about a block away from my house when I realize that I left my cell phone at home, but I tell my self there's no point in going back for it since I'm only goinng to be at school for 1 hour. I walk about half a block further when it hits me: It's Thursday, and not Wednesday! So that class I had been trying to make it for had already started.

The worst part is that even though the class is 80 minutes long, there are so many desks crammed into this timy room, that the only way to get to the 1 free desk in the back is to get everyone to stand up and move their desks slightly. So I walked home and told my sob story to Pancake, who laughed in my face.

Then I watched both episodes of Days of Our Lives and went shopping. What a waste of a day.

My friend Bobbie had skipped school to write an essay, except she didn't even end up opening the word file. Instead, she spent 4 hours filing out a profile for a prominent online dating site and making cookies. The cookies were terrible and turned into syrupy mush, but she ate some of the batter anyways. Bobbie was so dejected that she left the rest on the counter and fully expects her dog to have eaten the remaining batter/subsequently thrown it up by the time she returns.

a consistently truant team gingerbread

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