reanimateme

WHOLE NO GOOD VERY BAD yesterDAY.
Ok, since today was quite uneventful, oh the joys of working at a video store! I will finish my yesterday.

Ya, so I wanted to get up early to take some b&w pics at this pond-sized lake thingy in my town. I woke up late, missed that opportunity. Had to jam to school and made it with minutes to spare. (Score!) But ha on me, I didn't have school until 11, I apparently got my Tues. and Thurs. confused. So I got up early for no reason *lightbulb* with my new free time I can actually go take some pictures now.

This is where the fates conspired against me...

I wanted to get food, I hadn't eaten yet, seeing as how I left my house practically in my bedsheets, so I went to get a yummy chocolate-covered cherry Jamba juice. On my way, whod've guessed, I get pulled over...

My registration was expired "apparently" I hadn't put on the new sticker, ok... and I didn;t have my damn seatbelt on...I jus tleft my house!! (Yea, excuses, excuses, but grrr)

So the cop kills me with kindness (they can't win either way, they're fuccin pulling you over, Nice or not, you still wish you could kill them and hide the body...just so u don't have to waste more money paying a random fine... but I digress)

So I say "Have a nice day, officer." Swallowing my pride like a good little girl... and I go get my smoothie, its yummy contents will be salvation from this lame turn of events...

So I make my way up to this pond/lake, park in an employee's only parking lot (hehe, don't worry I don't get towed...i wouldn't be supprized tho) But, yea so I'm climbing this little hill, low and behold, I slip on its muddy slope and...smash my thumb through the smoothie, get all mudded up and drop its contents all over the ground.....BAH.

Somehow I don't let it bother me too much and I keep going on to the little lake, throwing my ruined soppy glove to the side.

So now, Classic Micheal Jackson style, I make my way down to the lake one-gloved... I get there and even teh sun was against me. I supppose it was lazy that day and didn't feel like rising fast enough to make it over the hill it was parcially hiding behind... So I had no nifty contrast to use to my advantage..it being b&w film...so I snap like 2 ok pictures and make my way back...

So yea school and stuff, then I go home and pass out for a while... I wake up ten minutes after my 6:30 night class had started, get there 20 minutes later and as I shut the door she calls out, "Steve," I ever so calmy say, "here" and take my seat. It was classic.

All in all, as I sit here listen to some Rasputina, I think I'm pretty ok with the whole day, I just laugh cause as Chaplin-esque as it was, I wasn't as angry as I could have been.

I guess that's good.