Midterm Mishap

Holy fucking shit... So I study all last night for my midterm in a class at Shoreline. And by study, I mean I casually flipped through a few chapters in our text book while watching my box dvd set of Hey Arnold! cartoons and eating from the outrageously large amount of food kept in my house (for which I can thank for the 6 or so years of my life during which I was a raging fat ass). So, I wake up this morning and I call my friend who is also in the class. It is at this point when I made my critical fucking error that would seal my fate for the next several hours. He picks up the phone 

Friend: Hey man what's up?

Me: Not shit, hey that King 5 tour we have to go on, is it today or thursday?

I would like to pause at this time to say, whenever you call someone to ask a question, that could easily be answered by walking a whole 3 feet to your backpack, you kind of deserve to get fucked. Back to the phone call.

Friend: It's today dude

Me: Oh shit! I thought we had midterms today. 

Friend: No dude midterms are thursday.

At this point, I really should have just looked at my syllabus, but instead I said

Me: Well shit! I'll come swoop and we can smoke a blunt on the way down there!

I go to pick him up and we commence to smoke a fatty. On the way we follow a cop who has a kid in the back who looks like he's about 18 or 19, not that weird right? The kid is black and has Juggalo makeup on, and aside from that, he and the cop are both hysterically laughing. Trying to shake this disturbing image out of my head will be a task that will last me a life time. We pull up to King 5, high as fuck and walk to the front doors. They're locked, so I pick up the courtesy phone and call inside. A woman answers and asks me about my reason for visiting 

Me: Uhhh... we're with the Shoreline Community College tour, we're 2 minutes late...

Her: No, there are no tours scheduled for today

Me (in an annoyed tone): No No, everyone probably already started the tour, we're late.

Her: Do you mean Professor Jones' class?

Me: Yes

Her: That's on Thursday, have a nice day

I turn to my friend and I tell him the bad news, class has started, we are definitely taking our midterms, and we are basically on the other side of the city. We get in my car and I drive, and if you've been in the car with me driving, and I'm in a rush, I'M IN A RUSH. I drive 60 the entire way, weaving in and out of heavy traffic, arriving at school only 25 minutes late. I run to class to find everyone already quietly taking there midterms. So lets look at the situation: I'm higher than I've probably been in a week, I'm 25 minutes late to take my midterm, and to top it all off, my phone starts ringing as I'm walking up to get a copy of the test. Several people giggle at my Mystikal ring tone, but it's alright I know they're jealous. I take my midterm and finish within about 45 minutes of being there. 

So, I probably failed but hey, it's only worth 5 points out of a total 100 points available in the class, I probably could have just skipped it.