so far so bad
wake up this morning and get outta bed so i'll be to my first final at 10 a little early. can't find the goddamn car keys. so i call my mom. mom, have you seen my fucking car keys? no, mom hasn't. she says keep lookin and i'll call your father at work, he can take you to school. cool beans. 15 minutes later and my dad on his way to get me, i find them. race to school and arrive at my classroom at 9:55. go to ERC 123, at the other end of campus. so that i do. can't find 123. go to the front desk and ask. go back, i hadn't gone far enough. find it, lights on, door locked. WTF?!?!?! don't know where in the hell my goddamn sociology final went to, but TADAA the fucker disappeared. so i study for my philosphy final which isn't until 12:30 for about an hour. get up, go get my last calc test and my grades. i got a 50 on the test, have a B in the class, and if i don't take the final, i still come out with a C. i have to get a 90 on it to pull an A. 17 multiple choice questions, so i'm gonna study my ass off the next couple days. i want that A so bad i can taste it, whatever an A tastes like. anywho, here i am, venting about my fucked up morning, and emailing my sociology professor to tell her that she pulled a cunt move. i'm takin that fucking final, lol.