Freshman year, I had so much free time. I only worked on the weekends and my classes were not demanding at all. My best friend Pogo and I hung out all the time and used to skip classes together just to hang out. We had all the same classes freshman year. A lot of things have changed since then. My classes are marginally harder, I work all the time, and my free time has steadily declined. Some things haven't changed though, and won't change until I leave college. Pogo and I still are best friends, but we no longer have remotely the same schedule and are lucky if we can register for one class together. But we still skip class. Together.
But now, it's super secret agent style. Sorta.
Every Tuesday night, Pogo and I attend an International Marketing class. Okay, that's a stretch. Every Tuesday night, Pogo and I are supposed to attend an International Marketing class. Like most professors, ours is drawn to Pogo and his intelligent, yet funny repertoire. Which makes it hard to skip class.
So last night, we went to class against our better judgement because we both have missed so many. We were not sober, to say the least, and while we were locking up our bikes, our professor came out for a smoke before class. Standing there, trying to keep the goofy grins off of our faces and desperately keeping up a semi-intelligent small talk conversation (or just one that made sense) showed us how much better we are inebriated than we were freshman year.
Then we got to class. It was group presentation time. After a five minute heart attack because we thought it was our turn, but really we were presenting in week ten, we both settled down to play Zelda on our respective laptops while planning to at the break on g-chat. The following conversation took place during class.
6:26 PM me: how do you talk to navi again? Pogo: this girl is terrible at presenting
6:27 PM me: all i remember is a is x
Pogo: um
you press up
like c button up
me: ahhh
fuck
okay
i have to relearn the controls
Pogo: you need the c buttons
6:28 PM but i was lying kinda
cuz i think to get navi you press a or b
me: hmm
Pogo: i was right!
eureka!
6:29 PM me: :)_
Pogo: have funnnn
me: thankssss
| 39 minutes |
7:09 PM
me: : we have to hide before we leave
like
cuz she'll find us smoking or something
like we don't wanna be unlocking our bikes in front of her
like
cuz she'll find us smoking or something
like we don't wanna be unlocking our bikes in front of her
Pogo: we dont need to hide
me: yes we do
Pogo: no we dont
we just have to be fast
she doesnt always go down
not right away
me: which is why we have to hide
i'm not fast
i'll fuck it up so bad
Pogo: no you wont
me: tony bike lock FALLS APART
all the time
Pogo: omg
okay
fine
me: and it takes like 5 minutes to fix
Pogo: i can see im not going to win
we can hide
like babies
7:11 PM me: my abs hurt so bad
Pogo: instead of being brave
like adults
me: listen
Pogo: aww
me: its got to do with awkward, and i've had too much awkward today
i like avoiding awkward
Pogo: okay
i understand
we will be avoiders today
me: kk
thanks
So my plan was to run out a side door and hide on the only side of the building I've never seen our professor smoking on. First of all, she was printing more evaluation sheets, so we needed to avoid all computer labs. Second of all, I didn't want to be caught unlocking our bikes and her being like "so guys, what's up? Where ya going?". My attendance sucks bad enough, I don't need her to catch me skipping class.
There me and Pogo were, just chilling on the other side of the building. Our conversation was as follows:
Me: This is like freshman year again.
Pogo: Only freshman year, we just would have not wasted an hour and come to class since it's effin' presentations and we didn't need to show up.
Me: We were smarter then.
Pogo: No, we just had more time to pay attention to the syllabus.
Pogo: No, we just had more time to pay attention to the syllabus.
Me: Fair.
Pogo: Let's go get our bikes.
Me: Not yet! She'll be there smoking.
Me: Not yet! She'll be there smoking.
Pogo: No she won't, we've only been in class for an hour and it's only gonna last for another 45 minutes, she won't smoke. She's trying to quit remember?
Me: Trust me, she'll be smoking.
Sneaking around the side of the building, I made Pogo take the spy position and look through the bushes. Sure enough, she was there! We ran back to the other side, waited five more minutes, then did the spy move again. Luckily, the professor had left, we waited another 30 seconds, just in case she was just inside the building and decided to turn around and look through the glass doors, quickly unlocked our bikes, went to go pick up pizza and continued our previous hang out session.
Adventures abound.
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