Wednesday poisoned Thursday
Today began with ASL, which was nice. I was tired from yesterday's fiasco, but ASL is always lovely. I got 100 on my quiz. I OWN that class. I just understand everything that man says, like he's inside my brain!!
Then on to ECE. I hate this man. He's old and can't hear and talks to softly. We got our tests back from last week. I got a 1 out of 10. Yes, as in 10%. I was RIPSHIT because it was the worst grading I'd ever seen. Random point values taken off, no partial credit. I talked to him about it after class and I was like "Do you really think that I only know 10% of what is on this exam?" and then I cried. Yes I cried. and so he gave me 3 extra points. Now i have a 4/10.
After class, I walk to Shillman, call Cy, get her voicemail leave her a message about our burrito date, check my email, get a message on Facebook saying that Cy has left her phone at home, but will call me from a payphone with my number that she looked up in Facebook, because we don't have a meeting place or time. Wellllll, I get pissed cuz she hasn't called and I go to Au Bon Pain, where I figure she'll look for me. She finally calls me at like 210. She had already been at Northeastern, looked for me at Au Bon Pain, but i wasn't there yet, and has gone all the way back to the Hill to get her phone, because my stupid cellphone number was wrong in Facebook. I feel like a tool because she has trekked all up and down Huntington because I can't type my number right.
We go to Girl Scouts. The children are cute slash crazy as usual.
We go to visit Sarah slash Fluke, talk about camp, go out to Unos with Karen who buys us dinner cuz she is the best! They made my evening a lot better than it previously had been.
I catch a train home with Kevin, who talks about how his company has screwed him out of vacation pay and how we pay our bills very differently.
I'm so tired right now. I am working on some mittens. One is done, the other is just a cuff.
Headaches. Almost ER time.
Then on to ECE. I hate this man. He's old and can't hear and talks to softly. We got our tests back from last week. I got a 1 out of 10. Yes, as in 10%. I was RIPSHIT because it was the worst grading I'd ever seen. Random point values taken off, no partial credit. I talked to him about it after class and I was like "Do you really think that I only know 10% of what is on this exam?" and then I cried. Yes I cried. and so he gave me 3 extra points. Now i have a 4/10.
After class, I walk to Shillman, call Cy, get her voicemail leave her a message about our burrito date, check my email, get a message on Facebook saying that Cy has left her phone at home, but will call me from a payphone with my number that she looked up in Facebook, because we don't have a meeting place or time. Wellllll, I get pissed cuz she hasn't called and I go to Au Bon Pain, where I figure she'll look for me. She finally calls me at like 210. She had already been at Northeastern, looked for me at Au Bon Pain, but i wasn't there yet, and has gone all the way back to the Hill to get her phone, because my stupid cellphone number was wrong in Facebook. I feel like a tool because she has trekked all up and down Huntington because I can't type my number right.
We go to Girl Scouts. The children are cute slash crazy as usual.
We go to visit Sarah slash Fluke, talk about camp, go out to Unos with Karen who buys us dinner cuz she is the best! They made my evening a lot better than it previously had been.
I catch a train home with Kevin, who talks about how his company has screwed him out of vacation pay and how we pay our bills very differently.
I'm so tired right now. I am working on some mittens. One is done, the other is just a cuff.
Headaches. Almost ER time.