Great literature

woke up late for the hundreth time and i tell you it is starting to become a regular thing, especially since i have been working night shifts like no bodies back side. well anyways rushed to make it to my 11 o'clock class because i had a quiz on Macbeth ( i stayed up most of the night analysing shakespeare to the point that i was spitting out rhymes at breakfast) so driving in my car at speeds known to be just barely under illegal and driving some what safely through the jams ( yeah right) i managed to make it to the campus of my college...really...really late. say about an hour late or actuall an hour an 15 minutes late. was greated by a friendly college staff, we exchanged greatings and i learned from her that my lecturer is on MC! thank god, i thought i was gonna get screwed big time. I headed to the class anyways and there was a subsitute and she was nice. Took the test and finished it within half an hour (that was all the time i had left) and headed down to get some lunch. what an interesting way to start your morning...wonder what tomorrow's gonna be like :)