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Well I certainly had a DAY today. First off, last night I was trying to figure out the timing of my day right? And I was like 'blahblahgotta get up early blah blah class is at 11'... now as I'm plotting my times something seems off.
I can't figure out waht though.
So I get up, get ready, and then I'm about 5 minutes late leaving the house because I thought I had more time.
This means I miss the train by 50 feet. And of course, I'm tired, I'm frustrated, it's fucking HOT and I have a blister beginning on my right foot because I wore my Converse today. So I call my dad, he laughs, and I'm upset enough to just hang up on him and not answer the phone. I mean, BAD start to the day. I catch the train up to Shaker Square, buy an all day pass, buy some bandaids and some drinks, and wait for the next train down to Green.
I take the rapid to green, and wait a bit for the bus. I take the bus, get to class, and I'm preparing this sentence in my head 'kyuuji sanjuupun no busu o 'missed' wtf do I use for 'missed'...' and I get to class and.... well, that's not my class. That's the right room, but not my class.
At which point I go 'I am a fucking idiot'.
I was TWO HOURS early. Because I leave at 11 to get to my 1 o'clock class. IT IS NOT AN 11 O'CLOCK CLASS BRAIN. ><
However, Heather had just gotten out of her class so we hung out.... and Yuki-sensei joined us and watched as we practiced kanji for our kanji test. WAA. FAIL. >< :x I did so poorly. XDDD;;;;
>< And then Dad picked me up to go visit Juliet, and I haven't been home in OVER 12 HOURS. ><:;;;;;
Well I certainly had a DAY today. First off, last night I was trying to figure out the timing of my day right? And I was like 'blahblahgotta get up early blah blah class is at 11'... now as I'm plotting my times something seems off.
I can't figure out waht though.
So I get up, get ready, and then I'm about 5 minutes late leaving the house because I thought I had more time.
This means I miss the train by 50 feet. And of course, I'm tired, I'm frustrated, it's fucking HOT and I have a blister beginning on my right foot because I wore my Converse today. So I call my dad, he laughs, and I'm upset enough to just hang up on him and not answer the phone. I mean, BAD start to the day. I catch the train up to Shaker Square, buy an all day pass, buy some bandaids and some drinks, and wait for the next train down to Green.
I take the rapid to green, and wait a bit for the bus. I take the bus, get to class, and I'm preparing this sentence in my head 'kyuuji sanjuupun no busu o 'missed' wtf do I use for 'missed'...' and I get to class and.... well, that's not my class. That's the right room, but not my class.
At which point I go 'I am a fucking idiot'.
I was TWO HOURS early. Because I leave at 11 to get to my 1 o'clock class. IT IS NOT AN 11 O'CLOCK CLASS BRAIN. ><
However, Heather had just gotten out of her class so we hung out.... and Yuki-sensei joined us and watched as we practiced kanji for our kanji test. WAA. FAIL. >< :x I did so poorly. XDDD;;;;
>< And then Dad picked me up to go visit Juliet, and I haven't been home in OVER 12 HOURS. ><:;;;;;