Sunday school.

My version of Sunday school ain't the one where you go and learn the stories in the bible.

Lectures on International Auditing Standards are what I have on everyone's lovely Sunday. I wake up feeling the weekend and then it hits me, "Shit, I've got class later."

I should change back to my full time classes but then again, it is easier to change from full time to part time because the part time classes are emptier and the full time, well, more full.

AND I have MTV WorldStage to go for next Sunday. Meaning I will have to skip 2 sessions which is a total of 6 hours of lecture. I really don't mind skipping but people in the part time classes are not very friendly in their own corporate world. I prefer the crazy people in the full time.

So today's mission! I shall go talk to my lecturer and tell him that it is more convenient for me to go for full time classes because my family wants to have a family time on Sunday and would prefer me to go to class during weekdays as well. I might also add on that I "actually" don't drive so my parents will have to purposely send me to college and back whereas normal days my dad can drop me off when he goes to work.

Gosh, my lies an excuses are so full proof.