I know that I have not blogged in FOREVER, but I truly have had nothing to blog about. When all your life consists of is going from bed to school to bed to work, not a lot of exciting things happen. Today, however, I have had bad luck that I deem blog worthy. My day went as follows:
I woke up early, but left my house late. I got to school on time, but just barely. My Music Appreciation class was quite dry, and I was fighting that urge to just close my eyes for a minute. That is not close to the worst part.
My Music App class got out late, leaving me 10 minutes to get to my car, get to the Ag building and re-park. I did this fairly quickly, leaving myself just enough time to use the restroom. I climbed out of my car, shoving the keys in my hoodie pocket and slinging my 30 pound backpack onto my shoulders.
I went inside and did my business, and as I was trying to lug my huge backpack on, my keys fell out of my pocket. My eyes grew wide as I evaluated the possibility of my keys dropping into the flushing toilet. I wheeled around and sighed in relief as I saw my keys laying on the floor. I bent over to pick them up thinking about how lucky I was when I heard it. Rrrrriiiiiiiip. That's right. I ripped my pants.
Luckily, it was not my crotch or crack that ripped, but more in the inner/upper thigh. I assessed the damage and decided that I could make it to my next two classes without running to get new pants as long as I walked like a duck and sat very still.
Ag and Public Speaking were uneventful, and as soon as I was let out I sped over to JC Penny (I figured it was better to try on pants before I ate rather than after) to purchase a new pair of jeans. After trying on what felt like 82 pair (too small, mom jeans, legs too straight, ugly pockets, mom jeans, too big, mom jeans), I finally found a pair of semi cute and comfortable jeans that would get me through my day. While trying on all these pants, I also noticed that the rip in my jeans had grown about 1 1/2 inches. I left the store, new jeans in hand, and continued with my day.
After lunch, I went to the school library to use my computer for a while, and at about 4:15 realized that I had forgotten to go to Staples to get paintbrushes before my art class at 5. I rushed over and back, arriving just in time for my class, and also just as it started to rain. Now picture this: Me with my backpack on, paintbrushes and a 2'x3' sketch pad in one hand and an umbrella in the other, walking down the sidewalk in the pouring rain. Ew.
All in all, I made it through class and home safely, and am now curled up in the chair with cookies in hand. From this warm, dry, and rip free place, I can look back on my day and just giggle. Thursday will be better!
