Today has been a somewhat bad day so far. Why?
I had two classes this morning. In the first class, I had to act a scene from Tartuffe. We had only about a week to memorize lines, and unfortunately in my paranoia about getting it done properly, I have neglected studying for finals to make sure this was done pat (Since it was due before finals). Last night my classmate and I practiced for two hours straight, from 8 to 10 PM. I had more or less gotten it down, but was still concerned I might have a brain fart and completely forget a chunk of dialogue 
We also had to turn in an essay that day. After I was to get through that, my next class had a midterm. Yesterday I ‘psched up’ for today, knowing it would be very busy and hectic, and I was actually looking foward to today (looking forward to being THROUGH it, that is 
). I’ve finally stopped procrastinating in school, and I was more or less prepared for everything.
And that’s when all the things beyond my control kick in. I awoke this morning in severe intestinal distress, so I immediately ran to the bathroom and spent 45 minutes practically turning myself inside out. My stomach felt tied in knots, but despite the agony I was in, I knew I had to do everything as planned, because I could not afford to miss either class, and there was no way I could get a substitute crossing guard to cover my corner this morning. After I cleaned myself up I felt a bit better, so I thought that perhaps whatever needed to get out of me was gone. I waddled (yeah, you heard right ) to my car to drive to the crossing I work at.
Last night a storm blew it, and it was rainy and windy. Since the other guard at the intersection was inexperienced, there was no way she could have handled things by herself in that weather, and there was no way they’d get a substitute (since I’m the guy they usually call in those situations ). Unfortunately at work my insides were a-rumbling, and the 45 minutes out there became agony, much to the amusement of onlookers who say me frantically clutching my abdomen and pacing back and forth feverishly. As I was thinking about what I was going to do, I realized that I had forgotten to take a paper I had due :eek: normally I drive straight to school from work, but I’d have to drive home first to get it now, which would waste time. Since I had to go to the bathroom badly, I felt I didn’t really have a choice in the matter, so when my shift was done I drove home, used the restroom again, and got the paper and left.
At this point I was paranoid I would be late for class. It was pouring outside, and I already cut it close driving to school on a clear day. I was worried I’d be late for class and let down my partner in class who was counting on me, but then the first miracle of the day happened: Somehow I got to school earlier than usual. I don’t know how the hell it happened- I had a late start and traffic was crawling along. But sure enough I was 10 minutes ahead of schedule. We did our scene in class, and here’s the other miracle- we were among the best two groups in the whole class! Pretty impressive, considering I was the only non-theater major in the entire class :eek: After that, I went to take my midterm, but unfortunately all the stress from the moring, plus the fact that I was feeling too sick to eat anything meant that my brain was extremely frazzled, and I’ll probably get a C+/B- on it
I’m taking a breather now, at home with a hot bowl of soup in front of me, but I know the day is not yet through and I still have to go back to work…sigh I feel like going back to sleep right now