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So, I'm going to be gone tomorrow and probably dead to the world on Saturday. Why, you may ask? Well, my friends and I are ditching class (okay, I'm only ditching the last class of the week and I haven't missed a single class for Classical Mythology in ELEVEN weeks, so nyah) and driving to North Carolina.
Why? Because we're going to a Panic! at the Disco concert. This should be interesting, especially seeing as this will be the second concert of my life (the first one being, uh, a Christian group when I was all of fifteen).
Interesting but fun. *grins*
...And in other news, I need to go talk to my English professor after class tomorrow, since she has my grade for her class as a 69. This-- intrigues me, particularly since the lowest grade I've gotten in her class is, oh, an 87. *scratches head*
Whatever. Concert! *flops into bed*
Why? Because we're going to a Panic! at the Disco concert. This should be interesting, especially seeing as this will be the second concert of my life (the first one being, uh, a Christian group when I was all of fifteen).
Interesting but fun. *grins*
...And in other news, I need to go talk to my English professor after class tomorrow, since she has my grade for her class as a 69. This-- intrigues me, particularly since the lowest grade I've gotten in her class is, oh, an 87. *scratches head*
Whatever. Concert! *flops into bed*
