I'm NOT happy. There were two concerts I wanted to go to, and by pure wonderful luck, they're both on days when I have my weekend class. There goes Simple Plan, My Chemical Romance, and Alkaline Trio.
I must have yawned 100 times during World Geography this morning.
I went to Financial Aid today to ask about work-study, and apparently not doing it last year completely messed things up. Now I have to wait a week to find out if I even get awarded work-study again.
I went to Miraculous Creations yesterday to get a new barbell for my hood piercing. Well, I hadn't had anything in the piercing for a few days, and it had already started to close up. She stretched it with a taper, and then was like, "I'm going to use a bigger taper. It shouldn't hurt." That was a big fat lie. I love getting pierced, but I like to keep the stretching to a minimum.
My television is finally at school. I feel complete. Sick, but unfortunately true.
I went to the gynecologist yesterday, and my doctor walked in the room, looked at the counter, and then was like, "congratulations!" I was totally confused, and he was like, "ohh...you're not pregnant? Sorry. Those tests are just usually on the counter when someone's pregnant." Umm...maybe next time you should look at the patient file BEFORE you walk in the room. Especially yesterday. That was like the last straw in my horrible day.
I swear, if I hadn't seen Ben yesterday, I probably would have pulled my hair out. He was an hour of sanity, which I totally needed.
Don't get me wrong, I miss Saundra, but I am in love with my single.