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Thank you very much to the person who just text messaged me on my phone in the middle of my Politics class, where all sound carries and because I'm at the back EVERYONE can hear my phone talking to me. Everyone being over 180 people.
Isn't the pouring rain just a perfect fit with my now bad mood? Also, my pants are wet.
ETA: Okay, so yes I wrote this and then I got home and I was still irritated and it's nit just the rain and the phone thing today just seems like the perfect day to do a nice, old fashioned rant, so if you're not in the mood for listening to some college chick go on about how irritated she is right now, you might want to find another place to look at.
And the day started off so well...
I woke up this morning late becuase I didn;t have class until one, which was perfectly fine, 'cause I'd been tired. So, all good so far.
Then, I go to take a shower, leaving my roommate in the room studying. 'Cause I know that she doesn't have a class for another hour, I don;t take my keys. First mistake. I leave the bathroom and walk back to my room, finding myself with only a closed door. Me, being me, just assumes that Kim has closed the door so that she can study better. Two minutes of knocking on the door later, I know for sure that Kim isn't in the room. Okay.
I'm still in a towel, because I didn;t bring my clothes with me. Okay. All i have to do is call the RA who isn;t on duty and ask if for some reason she has a key to my room. SHe's not in her room. SHe doesn't have a cell phone. Luckily, by this time I have garned the sympathy of a floormate, and I'm wearing a tank top and shorts. Okay. Call the housing office. I have to go there and pick up a stupid key because there aren't any people they can send up. Still in my tank top and shorts.
Go downstairs, run into the janitor and after I'm about to go outside, he tells me that he has a key. Okay! Alright, so I'm in my room again. Kim walks in RIGHT AT THAT MOMENT. *sighs* *feels like banging her head against the wall*
English class. Nothing bad happens, noting good happens. End up staring at my clipboard for half the time.
Writing. WANT TO STRANGLE THE IDIOT GUY WHO SITS NEXT TO ME AND APPARENTLY REALLY IS JUST SOME STUPID STUCK UP GIT WHO I REALLY WANT TO SMACK EVERY FUCKING TIME HE OPENS HIS MOUTH.
Take a test. Can't remember what 'censure' means. Only question that I can't get, so no problem.
Outside, It's raining. Sigh. My new shoes are getting wet even though I PUT THE STUPID SHOE STUFF ON THEM.
Politics. My phone goes off, and it takes me 30 seconds for me to find the stupid thing. Once I get it in my hands, the damn thing turns off. The professor makes some stupid smart comment.
Feelings of wanting to hit someone? Rising.
Time? Not even 6.
Only good thing to happen later tonight? I'm having a a fucking cheeseburger and fries, and then lots of chocolate. And then I am sleeping later.
Except then I have like 6 or 7 HOURS of travelling cause we're going to whistler for a FAMILY REUNION TYPE THING. AND IT'S GOING TO RAIN. *swears*
Isn't the pouring rain just a perfect fit with my now bad mood? Also, my pants are wet.
ETA: Okay, so yes I wrote this and then I got home and I was still irritated and it's nit just the rain and the phone thing today just seems like the perfect day to do a nice, old fashioned rant, so if you're not in the mood for listening to some college chick go on about how irritated she is right now, you might want to find another place to look at.
And the day started off so well...
I woke up this morning late becuase I didn;t have class until one, which was perfectly fine, 'cause I'd been tired. So, all good so far.
Then, I go to take a shower, leaving my roommate in the room studying. 'Cause I know that she doesn't have a class for another hour, I don;t take my keys. First mistake. I leave the bathroom and walk back to my room, finding myself with only a closed door. Me, being me, just assumes that Kim has closed the door so that she can study better. Two minutes of knocking on the door later, I know for sure that Kim isn't in the room. Okay.
I'm still in a towel, because I didn;t bring my clothes with me. Okay. All i have to do is call the RA who isn;t on duty and ask if for some reason she has a key to my room. SHe's not in her room. SHe doesn't have a cell phone. Luckily, by this time I have garned the sympathy of a floormate, and I'm wearing a tank top and shorts. Okay. Call the housing office. I have to go there and pick up a stupid key because there aren't any people they can send up. Still in my tank top and shorts.
Go downstairs, run into the janitor and after I'm about to go outside, he tells me that he has a key. Okay! Alright, so I'm in my room again. Kim walks in RIGHT AT THAT MOMENT. *sighs* *feels like banging her head against the wall*
English class. Nothing bad happens, noting good happens. End up staring at my clipboard for half the time.
Writing. WANT TO STRANGLE THE IDIOT GUY WHO SITS NEXT TO ME AND APPARENTLY REALLY IS JUST SOME STUPID STUCK UP GIT WHO I REALLY WANT TO SMACK EVERY FUCKING TIME HE OPENS HIS MOUTH.
Take a test. Can't remember what 'censure' means. Only question that I can't get, so no problem.
Outside, It's raining. Sigh. My new shoes are getting wet even though I PUT THE STUPID SHOE STUFF ON THEM.
Politics. My phone goes off, and it takes me 30 seconds for me to find the stupid thing. Once I get it in my hands, the damn thing turns off. The professor makes some stupid smart comment.
Feelings of wanting to hit someone? Rising.
Time? Not even 6.
Only good thing to happen later tonight? I'm having a a fucking cheeseburger and fries, and then lots of chocolate. And then I am sleeping later.
Except then I have like 6 or 7 HOURS of travelling cause we're going to whistler for a FAMILY REUNION TYPE THING. AND IT'S GOING TO RAIN. *swears*