In UNCW’s Professional MBA program you have class for 3 hours twice a week (Monday and Thursdays) and for the first year you have class from 9am to 4pm TWO SATURDAYS a month.

So on a beautiful Saturday morning when people were on their boats, doing workouts in the park, arranging family picnics, sleeping in, having a nooner with their significant other… I was in a cold computer lab with fellow nerdy over-achievers.

This Saturday’s class was Quantitative Methods. I still don’t even know what this means. I try to pay attention, I really do, but I start day dreaming about all the other things I’d rather be doing. This daydreaming passes the time – but I’m gonna be screwed when it comes time for the final exam.

Then I got home and got ready for a friend’s house party. Turns out – it was a sausage party – which I don’t mind – (meeting new chicks is always kinda tricky) – but they weren’t really excited to see me (a sausage party wants single girls – I just increased the ratio of lameness by being married and all).

Interesting enough though, a guy from the MBA program happened to be there. We didn’t realize we had mutual friends. We got to catch up – and he let me in on a secret – there was a rumor among some of the guys in the MBA program that I was a lesbian who pretended to be married.

Awesome! Not only was I in class all day, then at a sausage party, but now I’m a lesbian who pretends I have a husband who is deployed.

Day 6 = BIG FAIL FOR BEING BADASS