What's worse than waking up at 5am to get to a 7am class(your only class btw) only to find out once you're there, that a note has been placed outside the room, saying that your class is cancelled? Having it cancelled for 2 consecutive times. The note from the past cancelled meeting was still plastered to the door, with the modificatio: July 9 ^ 11 . Sucks. At least I didn't really spend time dressing up. Black Hoodie: Old Navy Brown Cami: mom's Skirt: Bayo Brown Flats: 168 Bag: HerBench Necklace: Eastwood Earrings: Gateway