Shit, shit, shit, shit.

I'm late for English Lit. Mrs. Wolken will kill me.

It was well after lunch and I guess I took more time than I realized in eating that delicious ice cream. Damn, it tasted amazing though.

I rushed to class after slamming my locker shut. In the heat of getting there, I might have gotten too excited and banged the door open, creating a grand entrance for myself and earning a scowl from the teacher along with a scolding in front of the whole ...