All i need to know.... i learned.....
So firstly, i'm late to school. not late for class.... late for getting in and out of the bookstore in a reasonable amount of time because i'm to lazy to buy school supplies BEFORE class starts. Secondly, i'm and idiot for trying to carry my laptop, messenger bag/purse, and backpack full of crap around the entire freaking campus.
So my sense of direction decided to leave my high and dry, leaving me to unsuccessfully wander from one end of the campus to another until in frustration and despair i am forced to accost and elderlady and demand directions. in utter denial-embarassment i watch her cooly point to the building directly i front of me.
Chem 1a: i'm late. but that's okay because the teacher is late too. and so are my classmates common sense. the entire first of the class consisted of his taking role, the entire rest of the class consisted on one annoying boy arguing that he could not possibly use assigned seating because he was farsighted. yeah, whatever 4 eyes.
4 hour break: stood in a 2 and 1/2 hour line. for a photo i.d. (see above) was it worth it? perhaps..... i hope i win a ipod, or a backpack, or something. next i moved to the eating area where i read manga on my compy and tried very hard to ignore the fact that i could understand what the loud japanese chicks next to me were saying. i'm starting to realize some thing verry weird... people are staring at me funny... so, uncomfortable. Prystine called. we had lunch. then i decided to take a 2 hour nap in my car..... unfortunately in my tossing and turning i somehow flicked my brights on..... so when i woke up... exactly my battery was dead. oh well, of to chem lab.
Chem Lab: a lot of pretentious people blah, blah ,blah. the teacher (also the lecture teacher) is a very funny guy and seems to really know what he's talking about. however, subject displays disturbing teacher waring sign #1: cute child-hood soliloquy....... completely unrelated to the subject at hand.
1 hour break: homework........ homework........ left my stuff unprotected to show somebody the room i had hell finding this morning... homework....
Math 49A: liberal, math teacher, liberal, math teacher...... a very bad commbination. it feel like.....i'm being taught calculus by a hippy. i almost cried in joy when i saw a standard calc. symbol. she also wants, participation. it's a really big school, who the heck needs to keep track of my handraising-intelligent question ratio.
After hours: it's dark. really dark. and there are bushes and trees everywhere. this is a rapists paradise. plenty of cover, i didn't see any security, and i'm pretty sure i unknowingly passsed a few assault victims on my way to the car. the car. the car that st.... st....st..... refused to start. cursed car, see if i stay up late to wash you ever again (i'm sorry sweetie, just kidding, please start tommorow!). so i bactracked past more rape victims to the security officer loads me and a batter charger into a golf cart. imagine, 'driving miss daisy' at night. more stares, some laughs, a murder. so embarassing.
bonus points: my car batt. is dead. my laptop batt. is dead. and my phone regurgitates an angry message my mom left while i was in class about how mentally challanged i am to be unable to keep my phone on.... and the batt. dies on that too.
all in all.... not a good omen for college.