When I woke up thirty minutes later than I wanted to the other morning, I knew that it was going to be a bad day. So what did I do? Instead of rolling over and going back to sleep (which, in all honesty, is probably what I should have done), I decided to get up and get ready for school. I texted Taelor and told her that my mom would take me since I knew I wouldn't be ready in time for her to pick me up. Of course, after that, I slept for ten more minutes and ended up rushing out the door. This rushing caused me to forget my laptop, iPod, and monthly gift pads. That's right. I was Murphy's Laws' b*tch.
When I got to school, I headed straight to class and ended up being right on time for the speeches. However, after getting out of class early, I was stricken by boredom. Having no laptop and no iPod, I decided that it would be a good idea to go to the student center. At least I could see Jes and Brittany. But of course, I was wrong, because they just so happened to not be there. I texted Jes and she said that since her parents were out of the country, her grandma was taking both her and Brittany to school, and that she had slept in. So, with nothing to do, I played with my phone and then began to write in my notebook about how awkward I felt sitting alone in the student center.
When class time drew nearer, I got up and left for the HUM building. Brittany showed up right away and we went to American Lit, and then headed back to the student center for lunch. I decided to go to the bathroom before I went into the dining hall because I've been expecting my so-called "gift" for the past week. Of course, it decided to come the moment I went to the restroom. No big deal. I'll just get a pad from the machine, I thought. I thought wrong. I had exactly enough change for a pad, but the damn machine ate my coins. So there I was, completely frustrated and wanting to pull my hair out. I texted Taelor to see if she had left school, and she did, so it was too late to ask her for a pad. Brittany didn't have one either. So I texted Ally and told her of my dilemma, and thankfully she was kind enough to bring one for me. Not only is she my giggle box, but she's my lifesaver. Haha.
I headed to theatre with Ally and we helped Lonna out by hanging curtains (this is where my sexy tallness came in handy) and also put pictures in picture frames. Ally had to wash paper off of one of the glass frames and cut herself in three different places because she didn't know it was sharp. Hahaha. Bad day for her too. Anyway, after these tasks were accomplished, Lonna asked us both to help paint around the edges of the set. Of course, I didn't bring paint clothes, so I ended up getting paint on my pants and my hoodie. I was upset, considering those particular items of clothing were my favorite lazy day clothes. I headed to the student center after thinking that Jes and Brittany would be there. However, when I arrived, they weren't anywhere in sight. So I texted Jes and she said she was already on her way home. I then called my mom and told her to come pick me up because there was no one to hang around with. My mood was sour at this point, and then one of my friends from creative writing, Ed, and one of my high school friends, James, both walked over. James said hi, as well as Ed, and then Ed said, "You look like you're having a bad day." I replied with, "I am," and without another word, they both came over and sat down to listen to my bad day story. They ended up making me feel better, and pretty soon we were engaged in humorous conversation. Of course, when I got home, I had horrible cramps to deal with (only adding on to the day of much suckage).
Having days such as that one makes me wonder what I did to deserve such vicious karma. But then I think that maybe the universe was giving me so much "good" karma that it threw itself off-balance and needed to correct itself. Yesterday ended up being a much better day. I got a good night's sleep, showered, ate breakfast, and headed to class. My English class was nothing special, and it hardly ever is, so I waited a century for that class to end. It actually let out quite early, so I sat in the classroom and waited for creative writing to start. Lisp dude walked in and sat down, so I got up and went to the bathroom. I soon returned and took out my iPod, thinking that I had a good twenty minutes to kill before people would come in. However, I didn't get very far into Facebooking when suddenly I heard my name.
"Hey, Steph?"
I stopped what I was doing and turned my head.
"That's your name, right?"
It was lisp dude. And he was talking to me.
"Yes," I said with a smile.
"So, are you ready for the quiz?"
"Quiz?" I asked him. "That's today?"
"Yeah."
"I thought the quiz was Thursday," I replied.
"No, it's today."
I took my syllabus out and checked the date, and sure enough, it was quiz day. Lisp dude then read it out loud, and I made an audible "Damnit". I looked over the vocab terms and realized that they weren't too hard to remember, and my memorization skills are pretty good when it comes to definitions. Plus, half of the definitions are words that my past English classes have taught me. That's right, kiddos. Those years of English classes pay off if you take the time to remember what you study! Anyway, lisp dude continued to talk to me, explaining that he had ADD and that he was afraid he'd get some answers wrong if he got "too excited". We then went on to talking about poems and short stories, and I was thinking to myself, Oh my gawd. He's making small talk with me. He never talks to anyone. And he's talking to me. He's making conversation. Holy crap. It was definitely different. But of course, once the universe makes itself right, it tends to throw itself off balance again. What a vicious cycle.
I ended up only missing 4 questions out of the 30 question quiz, which means I got an 84%. Not too bad. After that, I headed to the student center again and hung out with Jes and Kenji, and then Kenji and I walked her to her 4:00 class. My mom texted me shortly after we entered the college center and told me she was there to pick me up, so Kenji and I walked back to the student center and had a lovely conversation about medication and how the side-effects are worse than the symptom or problem itself. I said goodbye to him at the building entrance and headed toward the van, and then my mom and I came home. I had to run some stuff of for Ally since she had accidentally thrown some important theatre papers away, and we drove to her house later on and gave it to her. She told me on my bad day about how she would try to get me a job at Planthaven, a place where she works, since I am in need of a job. I thought that it would be perfect considering I don't want to have anything to do with fast food, so when I brought her theatre papers to her, she said that she gave the boss my school schedule and my number, and she told me that she was 98% sure I got the job.
Now, I don't know about anyone else out there, but I have to say that yesterday was definitely a drastic improvement compared to the day before. Things turned out better than planned, and now I'm sitting here typing this and fighting sleep because I want to give you all something to read. Haha.
I read a good ten stories from my Chicken Soup book tonight, and let me tell you, they're inspirational. I was actually talking to one of the other people on Facebook tonight who was published with me, and his story is a great one in Tough Times for Teens. I told him about my grandma and the poem, and included a bit of a background story. He listened (well, read), which is awesome, and he was telling me about how he likes to write about his feelings and hopes to help other people out there who are going through rough times. He also told me that by us being through hard times and sharing those stories with other people, we can help them pull through the tough times that they are currently going through. And it's so true. You may not know it, but a lot of those stories in Tough Times for Teens have made me feel a lot better about myself. For some reason, reading about other peoples' struggles and how they pulled through them gives readers the strength to keep trying. I could even relate to one of the stories and told myself that it sounded very familiar ;) If you haven't read any of the Chicken Soup books, I definitely recommend them. There's a book for just about anything you can think of. If you go to their website, www.chickensoup.com, you can even take a look at all of their book titles. (:
Alright. I better wrap this up. I wish you all a fantastic day, and I hope that none of you have to experience a bad one. Keep up the good deeds, and good karma will stay with you. Also, make good choices, look both ways before crossing the street, slow down at yellow lights, and make full stops at stop signs. K? Awesome.
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