cracked
driving along happy as can be.
small little rock hits the windshield.
confident, and stupid i keep going. who cares? i mean, i have to STUDY.
well that itty bitty divot? became a giant effing crack.
and, due to this crack, my impending vehicle registration, which is up by the end of the month (and therefore is yet another thing to accomplish in addition to trying to cram 14+ subjects into my brain), just failed.
i know that some people have real problems. and this is certainly not one of those. but $%#!.
the best part is that when i was calling to schedule my repair appointment, the sweet lady i was talking to commented that i seemed busy. since i think everyone should care about what i'm dealing with she asked, i told her i was taking the bar exam. after a few seconds of awkward silence, she goes, "oh. my niece took that a bunch of times, but she never passed." i guess the bright side is that, after telling me this fun little anecdote, she told me that she'd pray for me. i'll take all the help i can get.
small little rock hits the windshield.
confident, and stupid i keep going. who cares? i mean, i have to STUDY.
well that itty bitty divot? became a giant effing crack.
and, due to this crack, my impending vehicle registration, which is up by the end of the month (and therefore is yet another thing to accomplish in addition to trying to cram 14+ subjects into my brain), just failed.
i know that some people have real problems. and this is certainly not one of those. but $%#!.
the best part is that when i was calling to schedule my repair appointment, the sweet lady i was talking to commented that i seemed busy. since i think everyone should care about what i'm dealing with she asked, i told her i was taking the bar exam. after a few seconds of awkward silence, she goes, "oh. my niece took that a bunch of times, but she never passed." i guess the bright side is that, after telling me this fun little anecdote, she told me that she'd pray for me. i'll take all the help i can get.