There’s a very good chance that I’m going to fail out on my final semester at college. This would be very sad. The average semester at my school entails taking 4 classes. I am taking 2…and it’s not starting well. I went to class on the first day, and have been to a total of 0 since. (NOTE: Please do not mention that fucking word “senioritis” to me. It is so overused. I seriously hope I catch swine flu so everyone I know can say I have that instead of senioritis….also, that would give me a legitimate excuse for missing my classes.)

College works a little different from high school. You pay thousands of dollars to have permission to boring lectures by accomplished wise-asses. So, it would be better for your “return on investment” if you take in every little bit of knowledge (brainwashing) that the professors have to say. Not for me, though. I need to be the rebel. Yeaaaa, give people thousands of dollars of money and then refuse to get anything in return…that’ll show ‘em.

I can’t say I even have a legitimate excuse for my truancy. I wish I could sit here and tell you (or type you) that I was offered a threesome by this bonerific chick and her ass-tacular friend, but I can’t (that probably would’ve only lasted 5 minutes anyways and I would’ve went to class a little late afterwards). Here’s what I did instead of going: nothing. Literally, I just sat in a chair and mulled over whether or not I should go to class. Then, time made the decision for me an hour later.

Basically, I’m making idiotic decisions that I should really reconsider. Actually, that’s a good idea. I’ll do that tomorrow, instead of going to class.