Okay, no, this time I have an excuse.

So yesterday was one of those days for me: I woke up to cold cloudy skies (which I love, mind you), decided to wear a sweater, and was baking like a cookie by 10am because the damn southern sun doesn't know what the Hell it wants to do. While I'm hauling ass out the door for school I spill my tea and have to change shirts, which causes me to forget my planner: a mistake that will later be the cause of a near-mental breakdown in LA 102.

Two seconds in the car and I smack the shit out of my passenger side mirror while backing out of the garage. The mirror snapped completely off... AGAIN. Yes, that is the second time I made the exact same mistake, in the exact same spot, on the exact same mirror, at the exact same time of day. WTF?!

Anyway, I tough it up and zip off in my poor little lopsided Focus that now reminds me of a poor little lopsided Nemo fish... Z is on the phone listening to my sniffles and giving me all the general boyfriend comforts needed to help me survive such a bad morning. Not the least of which included promising to "order the new mirror and fix it this weekend so that you won't crash into anything else Aura..."

Gee. Thanks, Honey.

Once I finally make it to class, I find out that the paper I busted my ass to get done has been moved back another week because some cry-baby first year complained to the teacher about having too much homework from her class load. *tear*

Look, you n00b freshman! That's not how it's done, alright?! If you slack off or can't hack it, you don't whine to the teacher and ask for an extension! You suck it up, go buy a case of Red Bull, lock yourself in your room, and don't plan on sleeping for the next 24 hours until you finish!

I eventually make it through my day after the only positive of my english teacher using my essay as the example of what a perfect paper should look like (go me!) and multiple negatives, including but not limited to; my history teacher adding another chapter to the test I'm not ready for; stubbing my toe; and having my favorite color lipstick melt in my car.

Thus. My day sucked. In order to counter the suckiness of yesterday and prep for that history test, I'm going to take Chondra's advice: stay home today and avoid doing anything even mildly dangerous.

Hope you all have a better Wednesday than my Tuesday!