Sort of half-listening to Saw It On Your Keyboard by Hellogoodbye
Thinking about the coming months.
Yeah, that title is really long, but it applies, I promise.
So, last night - or, I guess the night before last... it's one a.m. now. So this time yesterday? - was really good. Lovely things happened, but those lovely things are not what I want to discuss right now. What I want to discuss is the fact that so many things went wrong in regards to school and such today that I really just want to redo it. The school bit, anyways.
I set my alarm for 7:30, since I have a 9:30 a.m. class Tuesdays and Thursdays. That gives me an hour to get ready, leave at 8:30, and arrive promptly at 8:45 to find a parking space and trudge to class. Of course, it would be ridiculous for my day to begin as planned, so this is what actually happened: I didn't hear my alarm at all, so I must have turned it off in my sleep, and my dad woke me at 9:00 on the nose. Nine. Fifteen minutes after I'd planned to be on campus.
Now, I'd showered before bed the night before, so I wasn't dirty or smelly. In other words, I didn't need a shower, but it sure as heck would have woken me up. But I didn't get that, did I? Didn't put make up on; just mascara at a stop light (on the bright side, someone told me that no makeup looked good on me [: ). Didn't get my tea either, which would have helped. So, what with rocking my just-rolled-out-of-bed look, and speeding a bit so as not to be late, I arrived on campus at 9:10-ish, give or take a minute.
I've had early morning classes before, so I assumed the West Deck would be fine to park in. Never assume, reader. Never. Apparently, by 9:00, every student and faculty member and maintenance worker and car-pooler is magnetically drawn to the West Deck, which is the most convenient deck to park in for my classes - right by the building I go to. Having made the stupid mistake of turning into this deck, I got stuck there for ten minutes, leaving me only ten minutes to go to another deck, find a parking spot, and get to class. The class I still haven't been to, and have no idea where it's located.
Once I've broken free of the black hole of time wasting that the West Deck has become, I jet around to the Central Deck, where I've never parked before. Now this parking deck is enormous. I mean, really huge. Something like seven or eight floors, I don't really know. It's like a massive multi-leveled car-bearing beast just looming over Campus Loop Road (for some reason, the comparison my brain supplied was a "multi-leveled vacuum cleaner." Please don't ask me how that makes sense; I really don't know..). I've never been in this deck before, hence I have no idea how to get around. Somehow I made it up to level three, by simply following other drivers, as the signs made no sense to me.
It's like MarioKart in there... All these weird colors on the walls, cars on every side of you and randomly popping out through breaks in the walls and such... The layout is so confusing for me. I managed to circle the third floor something like fifteen times. I was literally lost on one floor. I never ran into other cars, so I didn't realize I was going over the same path over and over. I finally noticed a car buzzing up toward me from one of the breaks in the wall, so I decided to turn down that way, thinking it was a way to go up a floor or something. I quickly discovered it was one-way, and that one-way was not my way. I feel like I gave that stupid silver Volkswagen Bug the scare of it's life.
Anyways, I finally figured out how to move up and down floors in the deck - I'm telling you, it's nuts - and I parked and headed across campus to my class. I'm now roughly five minutes late or more and haven't even gotten to the English building yet. When I entered the building - silent due to classes which have all started - and got to the floor my class was on, I passed the room twice because the room was quite difficult to find.
It turned out it was down this weird little half-hallway that I easily missed. Twice. My professor was very understanding though. She said that everyone has those days when they just get lost going everywhere. Then she said, "You're like Alice, and there are plenty of rabbit holes.. You just happened to fall down the right one." First off, I immediately thought, "Who's Alice?" Then, realizing the allusion to Alice in Wonderland, I thought, "If she fell down that one particular rabbit hole and got terribly lost.. That wouldn't be a good thing. That's not the right rabbit hole. That's the wrong one. The right one would be the one that she can get out of - a normal rabbit hole, which would only fit her foot or something..."
If this is an omen of the rest of my semester, I honestly don't know how I'm going to manage. My second class of the day gave me no trouble. Plus - added bonus - my professor is from New Zealand, so I get to listen to her cool accent every Tuesday and Thursday night.
So yeah. That was my morning, really. Not so much my whole day. The rest of my day was alright. Just the morning sucked. So much.
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