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well fuck me with a broomstick sideways
I'm lying in bed next to Rachel, about 7:45am, thinking about my 8:30 class (P math) and how I am caught up sufficiently and don't want to go.
I decide to walk into the living room and look at the syllabus to see what we're doing in class today, and if there will homework due on Friday.
I see: Oct. 22 Test 2
You know, Monday.
While I was in bed.
How am I gonna get out of THAT one?
(well yes, by emailing the professor and seeing what can be done)
I decide to walk into the living room and look at the syllabus to see what we're doing in class today, and if there will homework due on Friday.
I see: Oct. 22 Test 2
You know, Monday.
While I was in bed.
How am I gonna get out of THAT one?
(well yes, by emailing the professor and seeing what can be done)