fluffers222

So, today was the worst day ever (or at least in a long time). I woke up and enjoyed my morning. The day felt wonderful. Went to school and transcribed a test (that was due today). There was a blind student working on the computer that I need to print off of, so I said Ill print it tonight (before the night class).
Went to my speed class. Did very well on my Jury Charge test and decided to go transcribe it while it was fresh in my mind. My friend Laura called me right then and said that she couldnt finish my letter for the scholarship. The deadline was today at 5:00. She called at 3:20. So, I rushed home and started writing it. By the time I got home I am pulling my hair out of my head. I finally get it finished at 4:20. I then take it to Kinkos to print. I left my wallet at home. Yep, you heard me, home (15 minute drive). So, I go to the bank across the street, wait for the teller who knows me (since I dont have my ID). Finally, he comes, I get money, and go back to Kinkos.
At Kinkos the printer is broken. By now I am in a daze and dont know what to do. The guy then prints the letter. I then headed off to the post office. They are closed it is 5:10. Good luck if my letter is dated 3/8/04. I only wish.
So, I am so stressed now. I need a cig. I dont smoke, hate the smell and the thought. But it was one of those fucking days. So I go to buy a pack of cigs. Since I dont have my wallet I dont have an ID. I am fucking 23 years old. There is no fucking way I look any younger. The asshole wont sell them to me. So I go home get my wallet and go buy a pack and some beer. Now, I am regretting the smoking I feel sick and I stink. YUK