Dorks And Losers

Today was such a bad day. Not only did it rain a lot dur­ing the morn­ing, but I missed the bus and was late for work. I tried to bike to school but I was soaked dur­ing the first 2 min­utes. Damn, I knew it would be sunny by the time I would come home. Grrrrr.

I walked by a girl whom I thought was the girl of my dreams. I started to hyper­ven­ti­late. I calmed down once I passed her. I tried to look back, but she was gone. I slapped myself in the face. I almost cried.

LK wasn’t in french class today. She is the only rea­son that I come to french class. Thank God she’s been in all of my french classes, oth­er­wise I wouldn’t know how I could have got­ten through them.
Failed my eng­lish quiz even though I knew it was com­ing. I didn’t know know, I guesed that there would be one, and I didn’t even read the sum­maries for The Twelfth Night by Shake­speare. And to top it off, damn girl in front of me totally dis­rupted the hand­ing of the atten­dance sheet. How hard could it be? Damn, I guess some peo­ple are obliv­i­ous to fol­low­ing the pat­tern of seats and rows.

Spent two hours try­ing to fix a com­puter. Installed its soft­ware, brought it over to Hunt Hall, but couldn’t turn on the mon­i­tor! There are so many cables in it that it took me at least 30 min­utes to fig­ure out which cable was the one that I needed. Then the net­work didn’t work and it took me an hour to fig­ure out that the dri­vers were dis­abled. Grrrr. I didn’t even finish.

Then to top off an evil day, I missed the bus going home. I knew I should have biked. And it was a lit­tle hot, so I had to walk, sweat­ing through a huge jacket, because I didn’t have enough room in my back­pack that my other sweat­shirt was occupying.

Evil day. Maybe I’ll go to bed early so this day can end sooner.

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