What A Day
So I think that today was really Monday...not Tuesday. My morning was definitely the morning from hell. Oye. I was supposed to wake up at 5:30 so I could be in class early to review for our test...didn't happen. My alarm never went off, and James called me at 6:30 to see where I was. Dragged my ass out of bed, got ready in like 3 minutes. Started my car, went inside to get my coffee. Got in my car, put it in reverse, then it fucking died. Shut it off, let it sit for a minute, then turned it back on. Back out of the driveway and slammed into the recycle bin. Pulled back into the driveway, got out of my car, picked up the recycle bin and put it back, then made my way to school. I didn't have the heat on and saw my breath the entire way. My hands were completely numb, as were my toes and my face. Got to class at 7:15, walked in freeeeeezing. Took my test. Failed it. After class I went to Starbucks with James, got the usual (Venti Iced White Chocolate Toffee Nut Mocha No Whip). Very long name, I know. Got to work, was 15 minutes late. Opened, dealt with stupid rich assholes. Work went really slow. Had to stay late at work because the PM hostess is on a cruise. Shitty. Got home, washed my car...the sun roof leaks. My seat was soaked. Cleaned the windows, found a wolf spider, screamed, my mom killed it. Took a shower, got a call from Patrick (my manager) about a reservation I took. The lady at the resort never told us if she was picking up the guests check or not. Hope that went well. Ate a philly cheese steak. It was scrumcious. Now I think I'm going to bed. I feel beat up.
Valentine's Day is going to suck this year by the way.
Valentine's Day is going to suck this year by the way.