Bad day
Yeah, so like always I was procrastinating today.
I told myself I'd get up early to write up the one formal report we have in my physics lab.
Well, I woke up early. I decided to read a bit of the lab and its components before I showered so I could have it fermenting in my mind while I scrubbed and all that jazz. So I start looking and I can't find it. Not only could I not find it, I couldn't fucking find it. So I search for half an hour...
After exhausting all other pouches on my backpack and accordion folder I decide to look again in my lab manual, which was the first place I naturally looked. It was there.
Hidden.
Like that black man amongst the girls in bikinis where it says "When you see it you'll shit your pants". If I was wearing pants I'm sure I'd have shat from anger.
So half an hour later, more than a third of my allotted time gone, I hop in the shower and think... and shower. I hop out almost the same way I hop in, naked and apprehensive but calm all the same. I get the manual and take it downstairs to read while I eat Special K, it looks simple.
"I can do this," I thought.
So I finish eating, wash my bowl (but not my spoon) and go upstairs to start typing up my report.
I have half an hour until my bus leaves, if I catch the next one I'll be in class 10 to 15 minutes late and the instructor starts the class at 9:10am.
I miss the 8:00am bus, my bus, but I'm not done. I keep working.
I miss the 8:30 bus and I call my sister, she doesn't pick up. I call my mom and she comes over, but I'm not done.
I print out what I have finished and head on out the door. I get to class at 9:09 according to my watch. "Sweet, I made it!"
Yeah, no. I walk in and he tells me that I need to make up the lab (while he was pointing to his watch to imply I was late) and that I had to leave.
Not only did I make my mom lose her lunch break and did I nearly shit my pants in anger but I didn't get to turn in my formal lab report and I missed another lab, which I couldn't afford to miss.
I walk out and start going towards the bus stop and I see my math teacher, whose class I ditched to write the formal lab that I didn't get to turn in because of my physic's instructor's watch, apparently.
All in all it's my fault and I'm not going to sit here and grow trees of hate on my chest but... bad day.
Bad day.
I told myself I'd get up early to write up the one formal report we have in my physics lab.
Well, I woke up early. I decided to read a bit of the lab and its components before I showered so I could have it fermenting in my mind while I scrubbed and all that jazz. So I start looking and I can't find it. Not only could I not find it, I couldn't fucking find it. So I search for half an hour...
After exhausting all other pouches on my backpack and accordion folder I decide to look again in my lab manual, which was the first place I naturally looked. It was there.
Hidden.
Like that black man amongst the girls in bikinis where it says "When you see it you'll shit your pants". If I was wearing pants I'm sure I'd have shat from anger.
So half an hour later, more than a third of my allotted time gone, I hop in the shower and think... and shower. I hop out almost the same way I hop in, naked and apprehensive but calm all the same. I get the manual and take it downstairs to read while I eat Special K, it looks simple.
"I can do this," I thought.
So I finish eating, wash my bowl (but not my spoon) and go upstairs to start typing up my report.
I have half an hour until my bus leaves, if I catch the next one I'll be in class 10 to 15 minutes late and the instructor starts the class at 9:10am.
I miss the 8:00am bus, my bus, but I'm not done. I keep working.
I miss the 8:30 bus and I call my sister, she doesn't pick up. I call my mom and she comes over, but I'm not done.
I print out what I have finished and head on out the door. I get to class at 9:09 according to my watch. "Sweet, I made it!"
Yeah, no. I walk in and he tells me that I need to make up the lab (while he was pointing to his watch to imply I was late) and that I had to leave.
Not only did I make my mom lose her lunch break and did I nearly shit my pants in anger but I didn't get to turn in my formal lab report and I missed another lab, which I couldn't afford to miss.
I walk out and start going towards the bus stop and I see my math teacher, whose class I ditched to write the formal lab that I didn't get to turn in because of my physic's instructor's watch, apparently.
All in all it's my fault and I'm not going to sit here and grow trees of hate on my chest but... bad day.
Bad day.