This is absolutely one of those days
So, before Affinities class today, Kate comes running up to me, saying "OMG YOUR ADVISOR IS LOOKING FOR YOU!!! SHE SAID SHE'S COMING TO FIND YOU!!!"
Well, my advisor is also the twelfth grade dean. I had legitimate reason to be SCARED OUT OF MY MIND.
When she did show, she pulled me out of class into the (ungodly) cold and said, "Anne went home sick."
See, my advisor is ALSO my theatre director.
And we have a huge symphony/acting/dance thing to perform tomorrow.
I'm not in it, but one of the two roles, Anne, was puking all last night (I know this because I live across from the bathroom, yuuuck).
So, uh, I'm the Devil now. That was her part.
It is a shit-ton of lines.
Dress rehearsal in 2 hours.
I am screwed.
Well, my advisor is also the twelfth grade dean. I had legitimate reason to be SCARED OUT OF MY MIND.
When she did show, she pulled me out of class into the (ungodly) cold and said, "Anne went home sick."
See, my advisor is ALSO my theatre director.
And we have a huge symphony/acting/dance thing to perform tomorrow.
I'm not in it, but one of the two roles, Anne, was puking all last night (I know this because I live across from the bathroom, yuuuck).
So, uh, I'm the Devil now. That was her part.
It is a shit-ton of lines.
Dress rehearsal in 2 hours.
I am screwed.