if you must falter, be wise
Monday, August 25, 2008 by jasmine
The first day of the semester = not so impressive. I had to open today, and both of the tricks I worked with arrived extremely late. Of course, since it's the beginning of the semester, everyone is stuck on stupid and I was overwhelmed with the same, repetitive questions that people could have easily found out the answer to without my assistance. Then, someone higher on the proverbial professional chain was not on the ball and that caused unnecessary tension that could have been avoided had she, you know, done what she is paid to do/what she allegedly enjoys doing.
Then I had my first class, and it was completely underwhelming. No cute boys, the professor is whatever, there are like 50 katrillion ROTC kids in there, and there is this unfortunately awkward girl that I think I'm probably going to have homicidal thoughts towards, because she's so weird and kind of disruptive and just grossly strange. I have difficulty tolerating grossly strange.
After class, I took care of some extracurricular activities, and right before I left to go back to my room, hello, torrential downpour. It was ridiculous. Like Mother Nature was seriously distraught abotu something. It was that scary kind of rain that is often described as falling down in "sheets." Of course, today, I was deadset on rocking some 3 inch heels, and when I walked outside, in some spots there was seriously 3 inches of rain on the ground. But I killed it. Barely stumbled, kept the fierce strut intact, and totally worked it out. It was fabulosa.
When I got back to my room, I changed into a new dress, and chilled out, and it took a severe amount of willpower to go to my other class. Still no cuties, and I didn't really notice any particularly ferosh individuals, but times could change.
Now I'm sitting here, DNC on in the background, slightly freezing in my room. I'm not really excited about Mondays and Wednesdays, but maybe Tuesdays and Thursdays will be a bit more exciting. I tend to enjoy South Campus more than North.
Ugh. I can't wait to get up and outtie.
Then I had my first class, and it was completely underwhelming. No cute boys, the professor is whatever, there are like 50 katrillion ROTC kids in there, and there is this unfortunately awkward girl that I think I'm probably going to have homicidal thoughts towards, because she's so weird and kind of disruptive and just grossly strange. I have difficulty tolerating grossly strange.
After class, I took care of some extracurricular activities, and right before I left to go back to my room, hello, torrential downpour. It was ridiculous. Like Mother Nature was seriously distraught abotu something. It was that scary kind of rain that is often described as falling down in "sheets." Of course, today, I was deadset on rocking some 3 inch heels, and when I walked outside, in some spots there was seriously 3 inches of rain on the ground. But I killed it. Barely stumbled, kept the fierce strut intact, and totally worked it out. It was fabulosa.
When I got back to my room, I changed into a new dress, and chilled out, and it took a severe amount of willpower to go to my other class. Still no cuties, and I didn't really notice any particularly ferosh individuals, but times could change.
Now I'm sitting here, DNC on in the background, slightly freezing in my room. I'm not really excited about Mondays and Wednesdays, but maybe Tuesdays and Thursdays will be a bit more exciting. I tend to enjoy South Campus more than North.
Ugh. I can't wait to get up and outtie.
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