Excuses, excuses...

Dear Prof.,

WasRaw cannot come to class today, as she had a seizure, produced from a 10-hour marathon session of watching electro-indie music videos.

As you know, WasRaw had previously spent a semester in Berlin, where extensive clubbing and exposure to electroclash turned her brains into undelicious cereals. She has been in a state of constant deterioration. She struggled with simple mathematics - no longer knowing the value of a hard-day's work.

This led to a series of bad decisions, including a desperate but vain search for a place to "dance" in NYC, and dating several drug dealers for a constant supply. A steady diet of coffee and cigarettes, along with youtube access, lead to over-stimulation.

We all knew it was over when she formed the band DRUGWOLF, an "avant-garde-electro-terrorism-experiment," as she coined it. It did her in.

WasRaw is not kept on a hi-def life support of CSS, The Knife, Justice, and Simian Mobile Disco; just long enough to harvest her organs.

After that, she will be given a cocktail of crushed-up adderall and ecstasy, and let loose on the German capital. It is suspected her soul-less, organ-less body will haunt such death magnets as Kaffee Burger, Cookies, Weekend, Cafe Moskau, Berghan, and Tresor. If she has any sort of sense left, she will abstain from Watergate, and keep in mind Cake is really only a bar.

Pity WasRaw, another victim of the scene