The one where I'm back at my old high school, I've just arrived for the morning and I'm late for third period, and despite the fact that it's most of the way through the semester, I don't have a class schedule in hand and can't recall exactly in which room I'm supposed to be. That's usually because I haven't been attending class until that point. And then I find out how much classwork I've missed...
This time I had the excuse that I've been so busy with my college classes that I'd barely attended my three high school courses... which for some obscure reason I'd decided to take again. I also couldn't remember where my locker was, or my combination (my high school took out the lockers shortly after I graduated) so I was carrying my hairbrush everywhere. I could go get a class schedule printout from the office, which would gripe because they weren't used to replacing those things with only a few weeks of the semester to go, but they wouldn't be able to tell me my locker combo.
Oh, and since I couldn't think where my locker was, I didn't have my books, either.
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Date: 2005-05-02 15:36 (UTC)This time I had the excuse that I've been so busy with my college classes that I'd barely attended my three high school courses... which for some obscure reason I'd decided to take again. I also couldn't remember where my locker was, or my combination (my high school took out the lockers shortly after I graduated) so I was carrying my hairbrush everywhere. I could go get a class schedule printout from the office, which would gripe because they weren't used to replacing those things with only a few weeks of the semester to go, but they wouldn't be able to tell me my locker combo.
Oh, and since I couldn't think where my locker was, I didn't have my books, either.
Argh.