Life ain't easy for a boy named Sue.

Today was a total FUCK IT! day.
My day went as follows:
I went to school in my pajamas (a UCSB t-shirt and pajama pants), went to Kidder's class and was fed donuts, bananas, and apple juice.
From there the class went to take the AP Econ test (that's why he brought us food)
Anyways, he hasn't taught all year so we literally had no idea what the fuck most of it was talking about, so I, along with a select few wrote this little diddy in the free response area:
"THIS IS SPARTA!"
Yes, that is my answer. I'm sure that has something to do with aggregate demand and supply curves.
I hope my AP grader has a sense of humour. I can only imagine the scenario:
"What? She cleverly avoided the entire question by referencing an over-used and slightly out-of-date catchphrase web phenomenon? I give her a 5!"
Also, in this world monkeys would make me sandwiches, like at Subway.
Anyways, on to real world events.
We finished and were told to head back to class. Instead we hung out and at the end of the lunch period, walked out through the front office, without any interference or questions mind you, jumped in our cars and went to get frozen yogurt.
Yum.
I should not be allowed in that place. I simply cannot control myself around help-yourself toppings. (Fruity pebbles, Cap n' Crunch, cookie dough, white chocolate chips...)
Then we took weird pictures and went back to school after it had ended.
I had rehearsals from 4:30 to 9, but they let me out early at 8:30. YAY.
I got home in time for The Office and I just don't want to talk about it, unless you want to ask me about it...then I'll talk about it.
Pretty good day if you ask me.