today=suckay
So Rob missed his flight two days in a row... haha, he pretended like he didn't do it on purpose, but it was so obvious that he just wanted to stay longer. He didn't end up leaving until this morning at 4:30 am. Yeah, so he woke me at 4:30 in the morning to say goodbye and gave me a kiss and that sucked, because he left. Then I fell back asleep... then at 7 I was awoken again, this time by Erin who informed me that I was going to be fired if I called into work today... wtf? I haven't worked a Tuesday or Thursday since... oh wait that's right, NEVER. So I call Chrissy and I go, "Chrissy?" and she cuts me off and yelps, "NO! YOU CAN'T CALL OFF TODAY!" I'm like, "I have school Chrissy... I have a research paper, and a speech, and a midterm today, there's no way in hell I could work today." "Oh shit, it's Thursday, I thought it was Wednesday!" That was just crazy too, because I wasn't even scheduled to work on Wednesday... so what the hell was that all about? I hate Panera. I really hate it, I don't want to work there. Fuck it. I quit. So yeah, I knew it was gonna be a bad day, I just knew it. So after that, I just couldn't fall back asleep, so I drove home and worked on some homework and then I got ready and left for school. I get about 5 minutes down the road from my house and I loose control of my car, taking a turn too fast, and skid around in circles in the middle of the road and then fly off to the side, over the curb and into some bushes. My wheel and tires got busted, but luckely I didn't hit anything like a tree or another car, so I'm ok and there was no real damage, but it kind of sucked and was pretty scarey. So anyway, after I fixed that, I had to rush to school, and I ended up being half an hour late to a midterm exam. That sucked. I'm pretty sure I failed. Now I have to go give a speech that I wrote a couple hours ago... it's about procrastination. Cunning, I know. I don't have a visual aid... so I figure I'll just use myself. Hopefully the other speeches will run over and I will get out of giving mine. Everyone better show up. Bastards. I fucking hate UCF. It's so big and scarey. And stupid. I think I'm pmsing because I'm in the worst mood ever today. I just feel like curling up into a ball and crying and quiting my job and quiting my school and selling my car and finding a good school that I will like to go to. I don't even like the way people here look. They all even look sucky. They don't only act that way, they fucking even look that way. It's so depressing. I need to get away.