Graduating Class of Session Five

20Jun08

The classes I take in DUI school are a series of several groups of classes, actually.  12 group, 6 education, three self help, three face to face.  I won’t get into the whole mess of how they’re scheduled, but to finish your six education classes means two things.  One, you’re halfway done.  Two, you get your friday nights back.

A, H and I all started at the same time, and tonight was our last education.  Over the last six weeks, we’ve become BFFs.  Wanna meet them?  Tell me which one I should marry?  You’d think the straight one would be the obvious choice, but why be so expected?   It’s the 21st century after all.

Ok, ready A?  A ………………………..?

Over here, A.

Ok.  Ready now?

Perfect.  HAWT.

Now meet H.  I’m showing him the finer points of the prom date picture.  We’ve both got the awkward part down pretty well.

We’re going to send a couple of 8×10s to our grandparents.

Honestly, I dunno what I would have done with these two.  Before we struck up a friendship, I had to make notes in my journal about all the things I found funny to keep from laughing aloud, and even that wasn’t working too well.  These two saved my sanity.

And on our last night, the giddy freedom of getting our Friday nights back for our REAL lives, well it made for some mild misbehavior in the hallways.

And then we realized that maybe we hadn’t really lost a single friday night of our real lives at all.

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