Well my teacher never showed up for Bio today, so we were all set free. Well crap, that gives me nearly 3 and a half hours to do absolutely NOTHING. My homework's finished and no one's batshit looney enough to show up to Pima at 6 in the bloody morning. I had the hardest frikken time waking up today and my class was canceled. WTF? So it's only 7-ish now, but this is what my schedule has been/will be now.

5 frikken 45: Dad tries to wake me up. Curse words are involved in our exhcange.

5:50: Dad tries to wake me up again. Don't even acknowledge him this time.

6:00: Finally sit up, whine for a minute or two, get up.

6:15: Mother frikker I have to trek all the way to the LIVING ROOM to get to the laundry pile.

6:20: WTF is Charity?!

6:30: Call Charity. She's not coming, duh.

6:45: Breakfast line is too long, will be late for class.

7:01: Officialy late for class.

7:10: Ms. Bird is obviously not coming. There IS no Bio today. *sigh*

7:15: Call Charity and ask when she's coming so she can entertain me.

7:20: Call again to ask if she left yet.

7:25: Call once again to ask if she's left yet. Comment on Lucas' hottness. Ask if she left yet again.

7:30: Call one more time to ask if she's even close to leaving yet.

7:35: Call again to tell her I came up with this great idea for a blog entry about spending a morning in college at 6 frikken AM.

7:45: No one is here. This is kinda creepy. The bookstore is closed. The café is closed. Admissions, financial aid, registration, all closed. The TV is off. There is but ONE person sitting in the computer commons with his laptop. I never realized that I show up for class BEFORE THE COLLEGE OPENS!!! It's just more proof that only me and about a handful of students are crazy enough to show up for a 7 AM class.

7:50: Charity finally shows up. Waste lots of time looking at Lucas Grabeel videos.

8:50: Steal Charity's notebook and look at all her fanfic ideas. Get prompt whack on head for this.

9:00: Charity attempts to get focused and do homework. Attempt failed.

9:05: Waste more time squeeing over Lucas' hips.

9:30: Charity attempts to get focused once more and at least try to do one homework problem. Attempt failed.

9:35: Decide "how do I shook hips" would be the best Lucas macro EVER. This prompts us to google the words "LOL hips" just to see what will come up.

9:40: The first two results are porn and Vegas discounts. Wut?

9:45: Decide to make an extra credit powerpoint for a future anatomy class on said hips.

10:00: Marvel and bask in the fact that we just spent nearly three hours squeeing over an unnatainable High School Musical hottie.

10:10: Go to Soc 101 nice and refreshed because I didn't try to frikken learn anything at 6 -- FRIKKEN -- AM.

WHAT was I THINKING?!

Okay whatever, it's usually not a big deal, it just was today. This week's dragging pretty slowly too cause me and Charity are having another sleepover on Friday. (AKA Lucas-fest part two). I'm so excited. We're gonna watch Return to Halloweentown (possibly Halloweentown High before that) and all that good schtoof.

Huzzah >D

Seriously, this place is really creepy when it's empty. I should be writing poetry right now...

-Chi <3