Some days while I dance the times flies by way too fast. Other times, like when I was sick however, that class seemed to go on forever. Every five minutes I seemed to glance at the clock and it never seemed to move. That was a hard and long class. Normally, class goes by at a reasonable pace but a couple of days ago, it was different.

I kept glancing at the clock, astonished at what I saw. According to the clock, even though we where in center, there was still an hour left of class. I stared at the clock, willing it to move faster. Then, something happened, I realized that someone had forgotten to fix it with the time change. Looking at the clock, it made sense as well, the clock was up pretty high. Although all you had to do was tell some tall guy to fix it.