lame

I skipped my first class of the semester today.
I can always tell what kind of semester it's going to be by how long it takes me to skip my first class.

-However-

My roommate has been hidden in her room with the plague for the last week and I felt it coming on. So I left school.
And ate chicken soup.
Now I feel just fine and dandy.
Except that it's 57 degrees in my house.

-THE END-

{insert embarrassing childhood sunday school skit photo to make lame post more interesting}