I think I'm gonna bust.
So I get up @ 6:30 am/ to get ready for class/ to beat rush hour/ even though I really don't have class today. I'm meeting a group of friends at the Caf to prepare for our oral presentation on homosexuality for Tuesday. So i end up being late ANYWAY and don't get to school until ten after eight. I'm meeting them at 9, but i still have to go up to
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Tasha: You're GOING TO CLASS?!
C: Hell yeah I am. I haven't been in three weeks, I'm definitely going tomorrow.
T: That's what you've said every night this week.
C: No, this time I mean it. I'm for fucking serious going to class tomorrow.
T: You've said that every night this week, too.
C: I really mean it. Wake me up in the morning.
*eight hours later*
T: Chels, I'm leaving, you'd better get up.
C: Girl, you are fuckin' lying. It's cold outside.
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