So today was freaking CuRAYYYYZEEE.
I had TWO three hour classes.
First of all, I don’t know why I did this, but I signed up for a 8:00 class. Not only that, me planning to wake up at 6:45, had set my alarm for PM, not AM. So, I woke up at 7:38. I have to LEAVE MY HOUSE AT 7:30!!
So, I got ready in about 5 minutes, and turned out of my housing development.
Too bad, I’ve never left at this time, and it was school traffic, which means: 25MPH.
So I eventually got onto the highway, screeched into a spot and jogged to class. Let me tell you, my professor is SO SCARY.
1) He made me close the door
2) He speaks in a monotonous snooty “i’m better than you” voice
3) He’s egotisical (I have TWO phds, over 81 articles, and 4 books, with more on the way)
4) He hates community college (CC is lax, in 4 year universities, they never… blah blah)
5) If you miss one class, you’re dropped
6) If you leave after break, you’re droppped
7) If your cellphone rings, he takes it
If you’re late (i was 5 minutes late, others were 20-30)you can’t come to class.
People were trying to talk to me in class and i was so afraid to even LOOK at them, that I was like.. mhm.. okay, and kept looking forward.
I wrote EVERYTHING down, and when we were getting pretested, I answered a question right and he said “was that a psychic guess” and I said “no, I learned it in History 121″. he said nothing. It’s in the same room that I had last semeseter for 121! oh.. the good memories, now tarnished forever.
RAWR! And it’s THREE HOURS.
Then I have a 3 hour film lit class.
See… I kinda wore a dirty shirt, so it smelled bad, AND i forgot to put deodorant on (i SHOULD REALLY keep some in my car), so i was walking around all day with BO. X_X
Film: Same english teacher as last semester, same room, except not today cause they were using it for SDV. So we went to another room, had a 10 minut break , in which I INHALED a cheeseburger, and then watched Space Odessy.
I ate:
Lemonade (YUCKY)
Starbucks Double Shot
Cheeseburger.
Then I went to the dollar store to buy frames and the guy cashier was like “cool lashes” and i said thanks, and he said.. after a pause, “are they real”. Yeah they’re real, there’s just $23 worth of mascara on them. “oh, they look great”.
on the car ride home, (people beeped at me for no reason) I took my hair out of a ponytail and fluffed it and stuff, then looked at the car next to me and there was an old guy giving me a thumbs up for my hair.
I was so embarassed.
my ham ham bandaid! I cut myself in history… (one of the BEST things in that class)
my mascara ^_^
this actually tasted… minty. nastiness. and it has NO JUICE (even though it’s “lemonade?”
