my excuse.

Rather than attending class, I opted to skip Shakespeare today. I thought it would be in my best interest. Now that class is approximately half-over and I am still savoring my cup of coffee, I do feel mildly guilty about it. But, I was able to do oodles of things that I never would have been able to had I gone to class.
I tend to adhere to a general attitude of anti-laziness. I despise slothfulness and procrastination. I hate feeling like I'm not getting anything done, nothing accomplished. For some reason today, I felt compelled to go against all this and deliberately, without a valid note from a doctor or psychiatrist, skip class.
Now, I need an escape from this twinge of guilt eating away at the remainder of my freedom. I realize it is just one day, my only skip of the whole semester, but I still feel as though I might have missed something big, something important, or just slacked off on my duty as a tuition paying, perfectionist student/suck-up.
So, in order to relieve this impending remorse, I'm going to compile a list of all the pros of skipping Shakespeare today:
1. Extended coffee time.
2. Finishing and feeling fabulous about a take-home test due this afternoon.
3. Prolonged conversation with Melissa, without the feeling of "I need to go" every five seconds.
4. Actually having time to pick out a decent outfit, rather than opting for sweats (again).
5. Cozying up on a couch in the library and not moving, or feeling like I should move, for an entire hour.
6. Enjoying an omelet.
7. Taking extra time to walk to the forum in the absolutely perfect spring-scented air.
8. Digging through my shoe basket and finding my sandals from last summer buried beneath the snow boots and tennies. Deciding to wear them in celebration of a 60 degree forecast.
9. Having time to blog. Erase blog. Start again. Erase. Start again. And finish.