Tuesday, May 4, 2010

it was one of those days.

you know those days, when you wake up and immediately things are screwed.
our cleaner took my school uniform (and work uniform) so i had nothing to wear to school, fun fun! so after spending half an hour trying to work out what the hell to do, i figure fine i will wear jeans and my school jersey, and write a note.
mind you, i already have another note from being absent for my little fishing trip.
so time is ticking and i finally get ready, to find that my makeup and hair stuff is missing,
what. the. hell.
feel free to take my perfume in the morning, i'll survive. sure, take my jewellery, i'll be fine.
but do not mess with my hair and face necessities.
i rummaged around and found what i needed, not in the place it was meant to be, of course.
i get into my car, start driving and am surrounded by idiots. honestly, if you don't know how to drive, do us all a favour and get off the road. (this is 30 seconds into the drive, just to add)
alright, so by the time i get to school, through the bumper to bumper traffic and agitated mind, i was pretty much a time bomb.
of course, i couldn't tell this story and not be late. yes i was 15 minutes late, so theres another note.
oh, and then there was the uniform pass.
so, there i was, crazy school girl with books in one hand, four notes crumpled in the next, hair like a birds nest, trying desperately to sort through my ridiculous amount of paperwork.
i had to get my books from my locker, which, trust, is on the other side of the school.
people were constantly asking "why are you wearing that?" so i figured i'd have some fun, with false stories
"oh, we got robbed and they only took my school uniform"
"yeah, i got abducted, but i'm sworn to secrecy"
and when no longer bothered "oh, just for fun, thought i'd mix it up a bit"
eventually, i made it to class, and the day seemed to fall into place from there on in.
but don't think you made up for it by ending well -
fuck you tuesday, fuck you.