What a day
Happy February 28th to everyone. Hope everyone enjoys today for what it is. To most of you it is a regular shitty monday. If you were me you'd be jolly as a juniper. You would have gotten up at 7:15 this morning to shower, after receiving a hefty three and a half hours of sleep. Done your hair and all dolled up. Of course that was all shot to shit when there was a blizzard outside. By the time you are done wiping off the mound of snow on your car you'd be leaving early to stop by the computer lab before class and presentation number 1. After walking in the snow, you realize that it might as well be monsooning b/c your hair (which you spent a half and hour on) reacts the same:FRIZZY CURLS! A quick pit stop to pull back the hair and into class you go for your first presentation. The teacher says what group wants to go first and up goes your partners hands. So you go first and knock the damn thing out of the park. Fuck yeah. Sit back down and proceed to go over the next presentation you have in 15 minutes. Only this one is for your Capstone. Four years will all be summed up in one presentation that you finished less than 6 hours ago. Class gets out and you are back in the rain/snow, further ruining your hair. Ladies and fags (I can say fag, I'm gay), you understand the importance on looking fabulous when in front of huge crowd, so the disappointment of having to go up there minus great hair is detrimental. You get to class, throw your stuff down grab a tampon, because lucky you, you got your period yesterday, and head to the head again to fix hair and insert anew. More great news; you leaked.
Pop Quiz: While giving your entire presentation you are
A) Extremely excited to be showing off how over prepared you are
B) Wondering if the two huge sweat rings under your arm are visible through your $100 sweater
C) Completely occupied by the fact that you are currently standing a puddle of your own blood
D) Convinced that your cramps are getting worse as your mouth is getting more dry
E) B, C, and D are all correct
You are correct: While giving your entire presentation you are b, c, and d. Also known as wanting to die.
By the time you are done saying "um" every um... other... um, um... word the the class sits there and stares at you like you have a huge blood stain on your pants (but you don't, thank God). The prof. asks you several questions and you repeatedly throw answers out of your ass that aren't bullshit but ones that you can't believe you know b/c of the stupid research you did for the last twelve days. So after a day, excuse me, a morning like that you are feeling pretty damn great and look at the day as a success b/c six months ago on this very same day you were lucky enough to stutter out the words "will you be my girlfriend?" Not only that, but you got a "yes".
Today is a fran-frigging-tasking day. I bet most of you are happy you aren't me today b/c of all the bullshit with the hair and the period and the freaking butt load of presenting I had to do. Let me tell you something, the entire time I was up there, vulnerable to possible failure, the stupid little things don't really matter. I love this girl and guess what, she loves me. I'm set.
To un-sappify for a second here today is a great day for me. There is huge weight lifted off my shoulders with these presentaitons done, I have the GLIAC Tournament this week to win, and an amazing girlfriend to celebrate 6 months of being together with. That is why it doesn't matter that I just got granola crumbs in my keyboard and having a hard time typing. Itsn't it great to be me?
Pop Quiz: While giving your entire presentation you are
A) Extremely excited to be showing off how over prepared you are
B) Wondering if the two huge sweat rings under your arm are visible through your $100 sweater
C) Completely occupied by the fact that you are currently standing a puddle of your own blood
D) Convinced that your cramps are getting worse as your mouth is getting more dry
E) B, C, and D are all correct
You are correct: While giving your entire presentation you are b, c, and d. Also known as wanting to die.
By the time you are done saying "um" every um... other... um, um... word the the class sits there and stares at you like you have a huge blood stain on your pants (but you don't, thank God). The prof. asks you several questions and you repeatedly throw answers out of your ass that aren't bullshit but ones that you can't believe you know b/c of the stupid research you did for the last twelve days. So after a day, excuse me, a morning like that you are feeling pretty damn great and look at the day as a success b/c six months ago on this very same day you were lucky enough to stutter out the words "will you be my girlfriend?" Not only that, but you got a "yes".
Today is a fran-frigging-tasking day. I bet most of you are happy you aren't me today b/c of all the bullshit with the hair and the period and the freaking butt load of presenting I had to do. Let me tell you something, the entire time I was up there, vulnerable to possible failure, the stupid little things don't really matter. I love this girl and guess what, she loves me. I'm set.
To un-sappify for a second here today is a great day for me. There is huge weight lifted off my shoulders with these presentaitons done, I have the GLIAC Tournament this week to win, and an amazing girlfriend to celebrate 6 months of being together with. That is why it doesn't matter that I just got granola crumbs in my keyboard and having a hard time typing. Itsn't it great to be me?