Thursday, August 25, 2005

The Atlantic coast is on a hurricane warning.

Apparently, the only school open in Miami-Dade county is the school I just happen to be attending.

The entire car drive to UM I changed the lyrics to every song to a combination of 'Fuck', 'UM', 'I hate you', 'Fuck, Fuck, Fuck', 'Die'.

When I arrived in the rain, my 9:30 class (of which about twenty people were missing from) lasted for a whopping five minutes, as the professor left her T.A. to hand out the syllabus because she had gone home, like all rational people.

I then ran back to the car in a deluge, swept inside soaking wet, and drove back home. My next class is at 2:00, but I am praying fervently that God will look down on me with an indulgent, benevolent smile and entice the UM disaster board into cancelling afternoon classes.

Please, please, please, please, please.