So this morning my mom calls.
  "Ummm... Katie?  Sister Carpenter just called me.  She is apparently waiting outside our house to take you to the BYC meeting that starts in two minutes since Whitney just told her she couldn't go..."
  WHAT?!
   I didn't even have so much as my contacts in.  So, I threw on a skirt, ripped the brush through my hair, and put on a little bit of makeup under my glasses before running out the door.
  {Ahhhh...!}
  So the moral of this story is:  If you're in your class presidency, be ready for BYC regardless of whether or not you  are class presidency because you might just be going regardless of whether or not you receive a heads up.
  At least it went well?