Irony

Imagine spending two valuable hours of your time doing homework for the last period of the day when you could have been furthering your creative ambitions. Imagine going without lunch because you're busy working on this essay. Imagine working in sweltering heat, sweat beading on your forehead and smudging the ink, your stomach rumbling like distant artillery and the acid eating away at the lining because you're so hungry.
And then imagine the stupid woman not coming to class.