Иногда хочу умирать...
I guess today could've been a lot worse, especially toward the end. But this morning/afternoon seriously blew.
Spanish wasn't particularly bad, just long. Psychology also wasn't bad, but I was exhausted and kept dozing off and, oh yeah, I still haven't turned in a bunch of shit into that class. *Fuuuuuuuck* Then I basically spent my whole study hall scrambling to finish that Stats test... yeah, didn't happen. Then the Algebra test could've been much worse.
But after school, get this, I rear-ended Ms. Meslar. Fucking A, I'm a dumbass. Fortunately there was no damage to either vehicle, so there's probably not any reason to report it (despite my agnostic tendencies, I'm sure as Hell thanking someone up there.)
Then we went out to eat at Panera. Not a bad ending, I don't suppose.
If I can survive tomorrow, I'll have pretty much made it through the week.
Spanish wasn't particularly bad, just long. Psychology also wasn't bad, but I was exhausted and kept dozing off and, oh yeah, I still haven't turned in a bunch of shit into that class. *Fuuuuuuuck* Then I basically spent my whole study hall scrambling to finish that Stats test... yeah, didn't happen. Then the Algebra test could've been much worse.
But after school, get this, I rear-ended Ms. Meslar. Fucking A, I'm a dumbass. Fortunately there was no damage to either vehicle, so there's probably not any reason to report it (despite my agnostic tendencies, I'm sure as Hell thanking someone up there.)
Then we went out to eat at Panera. Not a bad ending, I don't suppose.
If I can survive tomorrow, I'll have pretty much made it through the week.