you run to your 2:00 class huffing and puffing all the while cursing your broken hip; only to realize that your class starts at 2:30 not 2:00. And that wild-hare bewildered look in your eyes probably frightened at least three people when you arrived confused and panting at the doorway to that room in the JKB.
This will be the only time I've ever done that at BYU. Let's hope it's the last.
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