Caution: complaints, whining, and boo-hooing below. Read at your own risk, leaving snarky comments of "oh suck it up you big cry baby" to yourself. Thanks.
I had a real whiz-bang first day of school today. It started with an alarm clock that didn't go off when it should have (so in reality I wasn't thinking straight when I set it, but it should know better, dang it!). A part I ordered for my truck finally came in, so I wanted to get ready, drive down to the dealership when they opened, fix my truck, and be on my merry way. Well that didn't happen. I stumbled out of bed, put on my broken glasses and the only clean t-shirt I have left, and hobbled down to the dealership. I fixed myself a bagel (very handy for eating in the car when you're 20 minutes late), but I left it on top of my car, so it went kersplat on the driveway. Traffic was awesome, as usual, so by the time I got to ASU I was almost going to be on time, but I forgot one very important little detail: there are almost 60,000 people that go to ASU's Tempe campus, and about 95% of the parking spots are gone by 6:30 in the morning. I wandered around for almost 20 minutes looking for a place to park my truck (the one that's still broken) before I sort of double parked in the light rail Park-and-Ride lot (if anyone asks, I took the light rail to school today).
I finally made it to my first class almost a half hour late. It was fine, I missed some of the "how do you do's," nothing major. I met with my professor which went really well, and it seemed like everything was looking up in the world... until I read my schedule wrong and showed up at the wrong classroom for my math class. I've been going to ASU for 6 and a half years, and suddenly I'm 0 for 2 in showing up on time.
And I'm hungry, because my breakfast is somewhere on 35th Avenue.
So now I've got one last chance to redeem myself: my last class is at 4:30, and I've already been there once today, so I know exactly where it is!