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It is now 6:40 and I am still at school. Why you ask. Because two of my professors had to cancel class earlier this year and by some twist of fate they both decided to have the make up today. Why today? Why make it up at all? These are questions that torment me too. Specifically because I have a ten page paper due tomorrow at 9:30 am. I've done all the grunt work on this paper so all that remains is to put it into a form that is actually readable. I'm looking to pick up a couple of gallons of Diet Coke and work till dawn and curse the day I was born. Of course, I don't really have to work till dawn. Most of that time will be spent goofing off and wishing it was already done. I just really wish I could get started on it rather than wastsing my time in a 90 degree computer lab waiting for my second make up class.
You know what. I don't care about it. I'm skipping.
***Editor's Note: It would be later revealed that Bryan made the right choice. The class he skipped lasted 2 and a half hours.***
You know what. I don't care about it. I'm skipping.
***Editor's Note: It would be later revealed that Bryan made the right choice. The class he skipped lasted 2 and a half hours.***