Truant
I skipped classes on Friday and went home for a friend’s wedding. Perfect timing–the never-ending schoolwork was starting to get to me. So I spent my weekend getting dressed up, riding around in a limo, drinking, dancing, forgetting people’s names, and generally making an ass out of myself. Now I come back, and for some reason my work is still here. Crap. I’d better read blogs until it gives up and goes away.