Last night I went out.
I got a little (alright, a lot) tipsy. I lost my ring. I danced like crazy and listened to a new band. I had an amazing time. But I didn’t get to sleep until 2:30 this morning…and I had an 8 am class.
I think I just broke the “never go to class still tipsy” rule.
But I guess you haven’t been a student until you’ve stayed out too late and gone to class feeling like you got hit by a train.
The responsible side of me says, “you’re going to be a doctor missy! what was that stunt you pulled last night?!” But the human side of me says, “it’s about time you cut loose and broke the rules!”
I just hope someone found my ring. And that Panera has a big supply of broccoli cheddar soup.