Dismarum (2:38 PM) : okay so, I go to class today even though it’s my first day for this particular class but it’s that one day a week class so I figure I should go
Dismarum (2:40 PM) : and I enter a little bit late because the HDFS building is a frickin’ maze and my class is on the 2nd floor and the stairs are never labeled as “stairs” so you just have to wander around until you see some blonde headed frat girl open the magical unlabeled door that leads to the stairs
Dismarum (2:41 PM) : so I enter my class and everything is fine and the professor is the guy I had last semester that I said I had the potental to develop a crush on if he was single because he was really funny and always rambled about his family and how he loved his kids etc etc blah blah
Dismarum (2:42 PM) : which was cool, because I like him and I got an A in that class, and I think surely nothing is remiss because HEY, he teaches addiction and recovery classes
Dismarum (2:42 PM) : but no. apparently I’m sitting in a freshman orientation class
Dismarum (2:43 PM) : so I’m in the back cause I entered late and I’m able to just sneak on out without any big ado and I think “okay maybe I wrote down my classroom wrong” because I could see myself doing that
Dismarum (2:44 PM) : and I meet some other girl who looks lost in the HDFS building maze and she says “can’t find your class either, huh?” and we bond
Dismarum (2:44 PM) : until she finds her class
Dismarum (2:44 PM) : and I eventually just give up and leave, and now I’m back home
Dismarum (2:46 PM) : so I go on TECHsis to look up my classroom, and hey, I DID have the right classroom AND the right time
Dismarum (2:46 PM) : I just didn’t have the right day. It’s a Tuesday class, not a Thursday
Dismarum (2:46 PM) : so I guess the tradition stands
Dismarum (2:46 PM) : I’m never going to graduate