Today went like this:
From 9am-1pm I studied math non-stop. Then I hurried off to my math exam. On the way, my tendons decided to stop working--an old "injury" from freshman year of high school which was labeled as tendinitis. So I couldn't bend my ankles. This happens to me every now and then, but it was especially painful today.
Then, let's just say I had some issues with the exam. My professor is off at some conference right now so some lady who spoke very broken english proctored the exam. Ten minutes before the end of class she corrected a mistake that was on the test. Yeaaaah. Thanks for that. But there was a deeper mistake to the problem which basically fucked up my whole exam and led me to change correct answers to incorrect answers. So I'm quite possibly screwed. I emailed my Professor with my concerns as soon as I could--which was a few hours after the actual exam. But it's very likely I will just get marked off. What makes it worse is that this was the only test in the class. One cumulative test is all that is in the syllabus. *bangs head on desk*
I finally got around to eating something at almost 3pm. Unfortunately, it was at the dining hall. I have never seen it so disgusting in there. All of the tables were dirty and the employees were just sitting around doing nothing (which is pretty much what they always do--except for the ones that work back in the kitchen). When I initially walked in, there wasn't even anyone sitting at the card machine. Then a lady noticed me and made the HUGE effort to walk over and swipe my card. Once again, thanks for that. And have I mentioned that they took away the trays this year? It was with the excuse of going green--which I can understand, but damnit does it make it difficult to carry everything. Without trays, yes, the tables get more crumbs and shit on them. But the employees should be wiping them down anyway....SHOULD being the key word here. As I was sitting down eatting, I overheard one of the card swiper ladies complaining about kids moving the napkin holders and ketchup bottles around. Oh, God forbid people move them to where they can reach them. Blasphemy, I say! ...Pleh. My whole point is that I just wish people would do their jobs whether they like them or not. At least they're getting paid for the torture. That's more than I can say.
After I got back from my second class (and then wrote that email to my professor) my mother called me. Her and my dad finally signed a contract with the builders today. So it's official: we're getting a new house. And by we, I mean them. Because I'll get to live in it all of a month (maybe) before I go off and get a job. Ahuh, thanks for that. But while I was talking to her our firealarm kept going on and then off--shining example of how malfunction abounds at UD. Thus, she started getting all worried that my dorm was actually on fire. Aaahahaha. Good times. *shakes head sadly*
Lastly, my 500G external hard drive died tonight. So there went the majority of my anime. I knew it was acting funny and I turned it on tonight simply to transfer everything over to my other HD. But, alas, the world hates me.
Now that I've written all this, I'll add that this is not even close to my worst bad day. I mean, Brennan is going to let me copy his anime onto my other HD to replace what I lost. So in the end, it's merely inconvenient. Hmmmm......Inconvenient......a word that sums up this semester quite perfectly.
I'm ready to go home about now.
