I know very well about the old “sorry the dog ate the homework” excuse to skip class or get an extension. But today my reason was “my dog is out in the sun and die” and much like any animal related story, my teacher just sarcastically shut me down and made me sit and continue to watch the filmstrip of old people painting.

I don’t care how you argue it, but looking at “therapy painting at the home” is not more important than checking to see if my dog is still alive in the 25+ degree weather. So I got up and walked out of the class in the middle of the educational film, got on the bus and here I am. Thankfully Ace is fine, there was shade for him after all so I’m free to start my 4 day weekend early and kick back a bit.

I’m pretty stressed about our screwed up limo situation for grad. Half of the people want to get a stretch Hummer, one wants to rent the party bus while the other few want to ride their bikes to grad or go on the public transit because “nobody else will do that and we will stand out”. Others are too attached to either their parents or siblings and refuse to part with them for one night because they would feel guilty. Then there’s the tiny fact that WE STILL DON’T KNOW HOW MANY PEOPLE ARE EVEN GOING IN THE LIMO so we have yet to book it. One girl is arguing that her uncle said all rides are already booked while the other is insisting that we have just been dropped in the middle of Hollywood square and suddenly the rides cost $500 per person. What?

Right now I am waiting for two phone calls to clarify what we’re actually doing. I sure hope that if we do end up getting 10+ people together that one girl doesn’t end up bringing her sister like some people have said she is. Now I don’t know how old the sister is, but no way am I having her bring her family tree including the toothless 3 year old sibling like it’s a Brady Bunch convention. Oh ok, yes, why don’t we all just stuff ourselves in, throw the diaper bag on my lap and go clubbing? HAHA…..HA Won’t that be fun? No.

In other news – thankfully the grad drama has died down. It all ended in one final scream fest where a group of girls cornered one girl and took turns yelling at her. One girl threw water all over the other one, she ran out to cry and all was calm in the world of graduation.

I just finished laughing at this Letterman interview so I have to finish off with something Shia related. So now let’s think about something that matters, what the heck is Shia eating?!!!