My shitty day 8.30.2006

Can I just tell you that so far up until yesterday, I had been pretty darn happy and in a good mood even when I had to be at school at 7:50 to park. I even slept in my car for an hour Monday because I was so early--It was so comfy, I just crawled in my backseat.
Well anyways....until yesterday which was horrible. It started out me waking up sans alarm. I was like hmm why am I not tired and why is my alarm not sounding off. I look at the clock and it says 10:20. "OH SHIT! I had class at what time today? Did I miss one or more than one??! " These were the thoughts running through my head. Normally I do not worry about what time class is becuase I am there at 7:55 and always early. Therefore, I never worry about being late to class. Well, today was an exception and I could not find my schedule. I proceeded to run to my closet throw on pants and a t-shirt and flip-flops, brush my teeth, grab my bag and RUN. Since my elevators at my apartment are ghetto and arguably the slowest in the United States, I did not risk taking the elevator and instead proceeded to run down the stairs. I called Jesse from the stairs hoping he'd let me know when class was. Then I got in my car and called my mom asking what to do. She didn't offer much insight or guidance and it left me feeling worse and frustrated. I hurried to campus, bypassed the law parking lot because I knew it would be full and tried to find a place in the many parking lots on Michigan. NO LUCK; by that time, I did find out class was at 10:20 and luckily my clock in my room is like 20 minutes fast almost.
So I got to campus in my car by like 10:05ish. I tried to park for like 10 mintues with no luck and finally saw a parking garage. I pulled up and asked the man if I could just pay and park because I was late. He was like you can park for free, you have a pass, but you better hurry. I proceed to gun it and go pretty damn fast in the parking deck. I went allll the way to the top before finding a place. I again followed my logic of not taking the time for an elevator and proceeded to run down 4 flights of stairs. I tried to run all the way to the building with no luck, I got winded before the law parking lot. DAMN! Finally I made it to the lawschool, went up two flights of stairs and tried to quietly walk into class like 5-10 minutes late. It worked, I found a seat in the back and then we got a seating chart so I will be forever stuck there... the rest of the day wasn't that horrible but I forgot to put the Italian beef on because I was in such a hurry and during lunch I was so out of sorts that I could not do anything but think about how I was late. Later in the day, in my last class before I went home--granted I only had two that day--I some how managed to get pen on my neck...

After that the day arguably got much better, dramatically better infact. I made dinner which was theraputic, had Jesse over and did not think about my shitty day the rest of the night.

NOTE: I for sure made sure my alarm was set and on before going to bed; won't ever let that mistake happen again!