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mrsronweasley) wrote2002-11-12 11:46 am
mrsronweasley) wrote2002-11-12 11:46 am
GAH!
Ok, ask me how angry I am. No, really, go ahead, ask.
VERY!
It is 11:46am on a Tuesday. This means that I should be in class. Right. Which was the plan up until I got halfway there and realized that I could not take it anymore. I was soaked from the waist down, and I mean soaked. I mean, I could wring my pants out and a whole FLOOD would come out! My socks were just as wet, and my umbrella kept being blown off course.
FUCK Sensation and Perception. FUCk Glow Boy (hmm). I have all the notes for that class, and I have a friend in that class, as well. I can make this up. I could not sit in a classroom for an hour while my ass slowly got glued to the seat and my feet made squishing noises in my shoes. That and my pants clinging to my legs in a very cold, very wet sort of way.
So, needless to say, am very annoyed right now. But I refuse to feel guilty over this. I really do. It started raining just as I was about to leave, and I didn't wimp out then. It was only after the thirty seconds of being outside and already having the whole of Thames in my pants that I started having second thoughts. And I almost made it, I swear I did. I just realized that it was just a little too much.
Off to read and drink hot chocolate, because, dammit, I can.
VERY!
It is 11:46am on a Tuesday. This means that I should be in class. Right. Which was the plan up until I got halfway there and realized that I could not take it anymore. I was soaked from the waist down, and I mean soaked. I mean, I could wring my pants out and a whole FLOOD would come out! My socks were just as wet, and my umbrella kept being blown off course.
FUCK Sensation and Perception. FUCk Glow Boy (hmm). I have all the notes for that class, and I have a friend in that class, as well. I can make this up. I could not sit in a classroom for an hour while my ass slowly got glued to the seat and my feet made squishing noises in my shoes. That and my pants clinging to my legs in a very cold, very wet sort of way.
So, needless to say, am very annoyed right now. But I refuse to feel guilty over this. I really do. It started raining just as I was about to leave, and I didn't wimp out then. It was only after the thirty seconds of being outside and already having the whole of Thames in my pants that I started having second thoughts. And I almost made it, I swear I did. I just realized that it was just a little too much.
Off to read and drink hot chocolate, because, dammit, I can.