It was evening all afternoon.
Yesterday was fun. Erin and I skipped out on school work and went to the Bayer's Road mall. We intended on only going to the TD bank but I got distracted by Zeller's. Anyways, I got a skirt, two shirts and a pair of shoes (plus a blt combo meal at the Zeller's diner).
Today was shit. It started out great, I got back two assignments and got A's on both of them. Then I did research for 3 hours only to discover the my attempts were futile. My professor hates me for no apparent reason and promptly turned down her nose at my research proposal. She acted so condesending and attacked me for not remembering to use the Mordern Language Association database.
So I called Josh because I was so pissed off and decided that I would cut class and go to his house. Then I saw Erin in the cafeteria and as soon as I saw her I collapsed on one of the tables and just sobbed: "I hate that woman! Sh-sh-she ruines EVERYTHING!". So there I am, pathetically crying in the Seaton Cafe as ERin awkwardly pets my head and wipes my mascara trailed cheeks.
And then things got worse. I realized that I couldn't find my syllabus anywhere and the last place I figured it could rationally be were a) a table on the fifth floor. b) the library or c) my professors office. Now normally I wouldn't really mind misplacing a paper but this was a dilemma. The other night when Josh and I were watching "Sex with Sue", they were talking about anal beads. Now obviously, having never seen them before, I was appauled/amazing with the string of ever growing beads on a plastic tube. Anyways, Erin and I were laughing about them and trying to explain them to darcy so I drew an illustration on the back of said syllabus. It had 5 beads that got bigger and bigger. The first read: Day one, the second: Day six, the third "Bone Moan", the fourth: "Bone Groan", the fifth: "bone sewn". sick, yea. And it's on the back of my syllable which may or may not be in my prof's office. So now I look like an anal freak. great.
Anyways, when I came to this realization I started crying even more but at the same time, laughing uncontrollably. It was quite a scene.
And now i'm about to be late for class.....I love today!
Yesterday was fun. Erin and I skipped out on school work and went to the Bayer's Road mall. We intended on only going to the TD bank but I got distracted by Zeller's. Anyways, I got a skirt, two shirts and a pair of shoes (plus a blt combo meal at the Zeller's diner).
Today was shit. It started out great, I got back two assignments and got A's on both of them. Then I did research for 3 hours only to discover the my attempts were futile. My professor hates me for no apparent reason and promptly turned down her nose at my research proposal. She acted so condesending and attacked me for not remembering to use the Mordern Language Association database.
So I called Josh because I was so pissed off and decided that I would cut class and go to his house. Then I saw Erin in the cafeteria and as soon as I saw her I collapsed on one of the tables and just sobbed: "I hate that woman! Sh-sh-she ruines EVERYTHING!". So there I am, pathetically crying in the Seaton Cafe as ERin awkwardly pets my head and wipes my mascara trailed cheeks.
And then things got worse. I realized that I couldn't find my syllabus anywhere and the last place I figured it could rationally be were a) a table on the fifth floor. b) the library or c) my professors office. Now normally I wouldn't really mind misplacing a paper but this was a dilemma. The other night when Josh and I were watching "Sex with Sue", they were talking about anal beads. Now obviously, having never seen them before, I was appauled/amazing with the string of ever growing beads on a plastic tube. Anyways, Erin and I were laughing about them and trying to explain them to darcy so I drew an illustration on the back of said syllabus. It had 5 beads that got bigger and bigger. The first read: Day one, the second: Day six, the third "Bone Moan", the fourth: "Bone Groan", the fifth: "bone sewn". sick, yea. And it's on the back of my syllable which may or may not be in my prof's office. So now I look like an anal freak. great.
Anyways, when I came to this realization I started crying even more but at the same time, laughing uncontrollably. It was quite a scene.
And now i'm about to be late for class.....I love today!
8 Comments:
At 5:49 AM,
Anonymous said…
Sarah!
When are you done school, or have a break?
I've been feeling shitty today and could use some fun soon.
I hope you are feeling better.
Love,
Kathy.
At 11:58 AM,
Saraiu01 said…
hi kathy! I'm finished MOST of my papers next Wed. I only have one after that. I would be up for going out next Wednesday. Call Moi this weekend! I love you.
At 12:00 PM,
Anonymous said…
Sar!
I am sorry, but that is the best story!
In a month when you are done that class and you have nothing to worry about, it will be funnier.
I hope you find it, maybe the prof is familiar and will like the drawing.
Peace, Darcy
At 4:09 PM,
Saraiu01 said…
I know. It seems like something that would be halarious if it happened to someone else!!
At 4:34 PM,
Anonymous said…
I have a professore that hates me too. On my research proposal he was going to give me an A- and scratched it out and gave me a B+. Then on my next assignment he gave me a C+.
Im glad youve been shopping at Zellers.
Turetzek
At 7:07 PM,
Krista Comeau said…
that sucks that you had a bad day sar.
maybe making a box of your favorite things will make you feel better? and then i can take a photo of it?
oh and ask erin about when i can tke a picture of here as she's getting out of the shower
At 6:45 AM,
Saraiu01 said…
Kris,
Can my box include anal beads? ERin only showers once a week so you have to make sure you take the photo on a monday around 8 p.m. call us!
At 2:41 PM,
Anonymous said…
you can take a picture of me in teh shower anytime...
oh k lets just cut the innuendos because we all know that really means NAKED.
you can take a picture of me NAKED anytime.
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