Today was just one of those days.
It started fine. I got up on time, got ready for class, packed my bag, and left for the caf. And then things just started to go wrong.
Today would be the day they decide to pack up the hot breakfast food early. 5 minutes too early. Meaning that I had to just have cereal for breakfast. I went for the granola that I knew had protein in it, but it was stuck in the cereal dispenser, so I had to settle for rice crispies. Fine, but not very substantial.
Poetry was .... poetry. That's the only way to describe it. While leaving class I dug in my bag to find my wallet/cell phone case, turned on my phone, and happened to notice that my key wasn't on my keychain. I remembered then that I had taken it off the keychain that morning when I went to brush my teeth. No big deal, I thought, Evelyn (my roommate) would be out of class in 2 hours, and then I could use her key to get into the room. In the meantime, I would read the next chapter of Poetry to get ahead, go to mass, and meet her after lunch. Wonderful. Things were looking up.
Fast-forward 2 hours- I read poetry and attended mass, headed to the caf to eat Evelyn for lunch. I called her on the way to let her know where I was. She didn't answer her phone, but usually it's on vibrate, so I left a message. 20 minutes later, I still hadn't seen her. 30 minutes. 40 minutes. A friend comes by and tells me Ev misplaced her phone. Aha. No wonder. She'll be in the caf in a little while and we can go back to the room to look for the phone.
We finish lunch. Still no Ev. We leave the caf. She's sitting outside on a bench.
Turns out she left her key in the room. With her ID. So she not only couldn't come into the caf, but also couldn't go back to the room. And she was waiting for me, so she could use my key.
Perfect. Just perfect.
So we head back to the dorm, get in using our friend's key, and head up to our floor to find an RA. And things just went downhill from there.
The office was closed. One RA was sleeping. Another RA was at lunch. We had seen another leaving the building as we walked in. 2 others weren't in their rooms. Finally, we decided to interrupt one who was studying. She was very willing to open the door for us (thankfully!).
The rest of the afternoon was fairly normal. Until I headed to French class. As I walked away from the dorm, I realized I had forgotten my Foundations of Catholicism notebook. Which meant that in the half-hour between French and Foundations, I had to walk to get dinner, buy dinner, eat dinner, walk to my dorm, get the notebook, and walk back to class. I spent the "down moments" of French class strategizing how to best go about doing this.
French. Run and buy dinner. I was trotting up the (cement) stairs near the student center and completely fell flat on my face, whilst holding a cup of iced tea. Thankfully, there was a lid, but in the process of saving the tea I killed my leg. I made it into the dorm, ran up 4 flights of stairs, quickly consumed a grilled chicken wrap, threw my notebook in my bag, ran down 4 flights of stairs, got outside and saw that it was pouring, ran back up 4 flights of stairs to get an umbrella, back down those same 4 flights of stairs, and back across campus. Whewph. Talk about exercise!
I think that's where the excitement for the day ends. At least, I hope so. Because it's 10:35. Not that the time really has anything to do with it. Oh well.
Well, this is exciting, but it's happening tomorrow: my brother's coming!! Yippee!! He has offered to take me sneaker shopping..... little does he know what he's getting himself into. hehe (Don't worry, I'll go quick like a bunny.)
I'm off to do homework- I don't want to have to do any tomorrow night!