A few days ago, the sun was shining and the clouds were parted and I had to go to a study group- uhg...
One of my study buddies wasn't very interested in studying, but she did have the scoop on what was supposed to be an epic kegger. I wasn't sure if I'd make it to the party or not, I had a ton of studying to get done...
When I got to class, I realized I forgot my favorite pen to take notes, I felt wretched the entire two hours... maybe a party would be a good idea.
Of course the second I leave class that afternoon and it'f freaking raining- hard. I'm pretty sure one of my classmates was struck by lightening.
Oh well, I guess I'll hit that kegger, but only for a few minutes, then it's time to do some major studying...
Well.... that didn't go as planned, I didn't think I'd have so much fun; I even did my first keg stand! The cops showed up about 1am and told us to go home or we'd be given MIP. I headed home and got some sleep and zero studying done....
That was yesterday, and now I'm trying my best not to have a headache, so I put on my cutest outfit for class.
I went to St Zoe's bar and grill to meet up with some friends, but they of course were late. I did, however, bump into my professor. Dr. Rodgers asked me how my classes were going so far.
I'm not sure if that's what he said, I may have been focusing on his eyes.
I saw a wedding ring on his hand, so I think I should just stick to business, but he told me to visit him during his office hours and gave me his direct cell phone. Trying not to read into this... why do I feel so scandalous?
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