It's funny how some things work out...

So today was meant for much cleaning, and much needed lounging by my mom's house getting fat. I went and got my teeth cleaned for 9:30 (no cavaties!), dropped him off at work, and then went by my mom to just chill with my sisters. I get there, and before I can even sit down, Kenny starts saying how the community college let him register for classes today (I guess they never heard of a deadline). Not only did they let him register for classes, but they all paid for all his classes and the books and whatever supplies needed for those classes. Well, my mom immediately jumps at the idea of ME registering for school :\. Sure I need to get back into school, but at the moment, I'm in depresso mood and really don't have the energy to go back. But momma dearest wasn't hearing that. So she and I both registered for classes to start next Tuesday. On my way home I started kicking myself because I just bought a round trip ticket ($259, which isn't refundable) to New Orleans to visit Rayanne for the Mardi Gras holidays (a holiday only in New Orleans no less duh!). Sure, I'd only miss 3 classes, which is no big deal, I can easily make up the work and probably cry to the teacher that I needed to go back to New Orleans for this and that (I know I shouldn't milk it). It wouldn't be a lie completely, because while I'm down there I was going to look for a place to stay.