Apr 19, 2001 11:44
My life has turned into a sitcom. Pretty much. More lame, stupid shit happens to me than anyone else I know. For example. Yesterday I felt like complete poop and had a fever and I was yucky nasty sick all day, so I didn't go to any classes (I have to get better - I have 2 voice lessons and a show at the end of the week). So I wrote all of my professors emails to let them know that I was sick and wasn't going to be in class, then crawled into bed and slept my sickness away. Laura and Bridget were going shopping for stuff to wear for our Melica show this weekend (Hawaiian theme), and I have nothing at all to wear for the show, so I crawled out of bed and went with them. I felt a lot better, but still felt like crap. Anyway, we went to American Eagle because Laura wanted to get a dress she saw on sale. So we go there, a store we completely did not plan on going to, RIGHT before we were gonna leave, and I end up buying a really cheap skirt on sale to wear on Saturday for our show. Here's the big punch line. Who do we run into as we're walking out? Oh yeah. Dr. Behrens and Dr. Billet. I skipped 2 of Dr. Behrens' classes, and 1 of Dr. Billet's classes. If there was ever a time that I wanted the world to open up and swallow me, that was it. The worst part is that I wrote Dr. Billet this email that actually said in it, "my fever has reached phenomenal proportions so instead of being in class, I'll be in bed sick, dutifully reading my theory book."
So kiddies, the moral of this story is - I AM AN ASSHOLE