I'd Have Been Home An Hour Ago

Except that I swear most of my classmates are coming to class drunk. At the very least, they're coming to class stupid and flaky and determined to stay off-topic and beat dead horses all night, including the dead horses they beat LAST week. I'm exhausted and ill; I don't want to spend the whole night there listening to them whine. I really don't want to listen to the one girl, who is receiving food stamps and student aid, proudly announce she's buying a $4,000 puppy. Gawd.