I woke up this morning, (in a REALLY good mood, I might add) at 4:20am to get ready for work. Got ready and left. Nothing special, except for my especially good mood. Worked from 5am-8am like usual but I had a new area. This one had more work to do so I was excited! I was cleaning classrooms instead of offices! :) I cleaned the 5 class rooms (Random, but I found a BYU sweat shirt that I wanted and SCHWEET Monsters University pin that I DEFINITELY wanted, but I put them both in lost and found...don't worry.) and a few small cubicles and was still done about 15 minutes early. I found my boss and she asked me to help another girl clean the windows. I went to grab the glass cleaner & she stopped me. "We don't use glass cleaner for the windows, that's only for the tables and drinking fountains. We use vinegar and water to clean the windows," she told me. Now, for my feelings on vinegar:
So you can guess how happy I was about that. But, I woke up in a REALLY good mood, so I actually wasn't too mad. In fact, I just shrugged and said "Okey dokey! Sounds good to me!" and starting cleaning the windows. I merrily welcomed everyone to school, Disney pointed to the bathrooms, and held the door open for people. I got off at 8, smelling to HIGH heavens like vinegar, and it was POURING rain. And not just any rain, FREEZING cold rain! And, of course, I didn't have a jacket or umbrella with me, so I just walked home. Oh, and I found out there's a hole in my shoe! Thanks freezing cold rain for pointing that out to me :) Appreciate it :)
I got home, re-realized that it's "Missionary Monday" (when missionaries are allowed to email their friends and family) and I never emailed 2 of my friends back so I typed up 2 quick emails, sent them off, then got in the shower. I had class at 10 and it was now about 8:40. In the shower, I remembered that I had a personal narrative due in my Writing class at 10. Luckily, I had already hand-written most of it, I just needed to type it. So I got out of the shower, ate a quick breakfast, and typed like crazy. I needed to leave my apartment by 9:45 to get to class on time and it was 9:37. I had 2 or 3 sentences left to type, then my computer went:
and shut down before I could do anything. So I set my computer in the motion of restarting as I ran upstairs, threw my hair in a ponytail and put on a little bit of makeup. I came back down and my computer was happy again. I pulled up Microsoft Word and went to "Recovered Unsaved Documents" and what was there?! NOT my essay, that's what! :) Not one, single solitary word was saved. Not even my name at the top of the page. *Thank you, Word. Thank you.* -__- So I laughed it off, texted my boyfriend about it, and decided I was just gonna miss class so I could type it up again then I'd go give it to my professor at 11, when class ended.
I typed up my narrative AGAIN, with a much more sarcastic tone this time, and it was 10:35 when I got done. Class ended at 11? NOPE! Class ended at 10:50, good thing I remembered that at 10:35! It's a 15 minute walk! So I printed my essay, and sprinted out the door! I ran to the JKB, found my professor, apologized for missing class, and gave her my essay. She thanked me for bringing it in, caught me up on what they had talked about, and we parted friends. I then booked it to my Psychology class in the JFSB.
I walked into the classroom and noticed my friend (whatever her name is) wasn't there so I just sat somewhere else, thinking I had finally scared her off. The powerpoint said "Renaissance and Revolution" and I thought "Huh...that's kind of random, but I guess those tie into Psychology." I also didn't recognize the teacher, but I remembered that my professor said he'd out of town this week, so CLEARLY, this was the TA that he had talked about taking over. Class started and he didn't introduce himself. Weird. He just went right in and started talking about iClickers.............we don't use iClickers. Silly, TA. You're crazy. "Don't forget--the test closes this Friday. So take it before then!" Silly, TA. The test closes TODAY! You just misled about 150 people. Wait...he looks pretty serious. Wait. What day is it? It IS Monday, right? Ya. All day. Even though it rained. I pulled out my phone and checked my schedule:
HAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!! It's 11am on Monday--I'm not supposed to be in Psych! I'm supposed to be in Humanities!!!! Silly Erika....Psych is on Tuesdays & Thursdays! Welp, it was 11:10 & I sure as heck wasn't about to start climbing over people & making a fool of myself, so I decided to stay :) This class was probably a LOT more interesting than Humanities anyways, right?! :) I took notes on the Renaissance and Revolution, led a group discussion on what "Renaissance" means and even pulled out my iClicker from last year to pretend to participate. :)
During this lovely class, I also studied for my Psychology test that I was taking this afternoon. My book hadn't shown up yet, so I was just gonna depend on what notes I had taken in class and what I could remember. I THEN remembered I had Book of Mormon after "Renaissance and Revolution" and I never finished my homework, so I busted out my scripture app on my phone and did my Book of Mormon homework right then and there. Class ended, I said my goodbyes to the nice girls I sat by, and went to Book of Mormon. *Finally, the right class.* But, get this, the door was locked!!! Hahaha some silly custodian (aka ME!) forgot to unlock that door this morning...teehee...But luckily I had remembered to unlock the OTHER door, so classes could still resume. :) That class went on without a hitch, then it was time to take my Psychology test.
I went to the testing center, gave the nice guy my ID, and told him I was there to take Dr. Reber's Psychology 111 test. He looked through the drawers of tests and looked VERY confused. Finally, he stood up and asked the other girl working there, "Hey, uh...are we still giving out the Psychology tests? I don't see them in the drawer..."
The girl didn't even look back, she just asked, "Did you look under P?"
Him: "P?"
Her: "P....for Psychology."
Him: "P......?? OH RIGHT!"
*Face Palm*
Poor guy. The English language is so hard. Hahaha!!!!
Anywho, I took my test and did pretty well for having never read the book! :) (Got 11 right out of 15, in case you were wondering.) So I skipped merrily home, laughing at myself and my day--just high on life :) I told my room-mates my story then one left about 5 minutes later to go to class. She walked outside, then walked back in. In her hand, she held a package. In that package was none other than:
Anywho, I took my test and did pretty well for having never read the book! :) (Got 11 right out of 15, in case you were wondering.) So I skipped merrily home, laughing at myself and my day--just high on life :) I told my room-mates my story then one left about 5 minutes later to go to class. She walked outside, then walked back in. In her hand, she held a package. In that package was none other than:
My Psychology Book!
HAHAHAHAHA!!!!! *Thank you, Mail Man.* Fashionably late, as always!
HAHAHAHAHA!!!!! *Thank you, Mail Man.* Fashionably late, as always!
Morals of today's story:
1) ALWAYS save your essays. Always. Can't stress that enough.
2) Vinegar and water is a DUMB idea.
3) Always carry extra socks with you wherever you go!
4) Always quadruple check to make sure you're in the right class. If not, be prepared to learn something random.
5) Wait for your Psych book before taking a Psych test. It'll probably help you.
6) Smile. Because life is happy!
7) Laugh at yourself and encourage others to laugh too. Don't take life too seriously. No one makes it out alive anyways :)
8) Maybe stay away from caffeine..... :)
Have a Merry Monday! :)
