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 Posted: Tue Feb 03, 2009 4:04 pm
I know this forum isn't a journal but I'm so frustrated about today that I just need to vent a little! Dx
Of course it all starts when I get to school at 7am. I have 30 minutes to chill before the bell rings, so I set my backpack down WHERE I ALWAYS LEAVE IT on the table where my friends and I hang out before school. I don't leave the area, I just hang out around the table.
Today started like s**t.
When the bell rang and I put on my backpack, I noticed it was all WET. Of course I went batshit because I knew what had happened the moment I felt it. Yeah.
All of my work, my papers, MY FRICKING ISN, graphing calculator, and my Wacom tablet.
ALL SOAKING IN ORANGE JUICE.
What really irked me is that I have no idea who the ******** did it. I know they must hate me or something. I just don't know who - and that both scares me and pisses me off.
So I end up missing half of first period (that is to say some important math tutoring) cleaning up the mess in the health office. Pretty much all of my papers were destroyed (you couldn't even read the ink that was muddled in the juice, so it was just trash), my ISN was also a dump (meaning I'm now gonna fail that class), calculator still worked (thankfully, since it's actually my brother's - and he would have me slaughtered), and my tablet was soaked. I plastic-bagged everything after the quick cleanup and went over for tutoring.
Second period I have Yearbook Production, which is why I have to bring my tablet (being on folio duty; yeah, the tablet makes my life that much easier). Quickly I noticed the tablet was acting kind of funny. Then it just stopped working. After a headdesk and a few facepalms, I went over to my good buddy Mr. Andrade (who is head of the media department at my school). He could help me fix it but there was just one little problem: he didn't have a screwdriver.
I ended up on a wild goose chase for somebody who had a screwdriver small enough to unscrew the back of the tablet. I ended up going to four different teachers - who didn't have the right one - until I at last ended up in the office. The lady in there actually had one and unfastened the back for me. Rejoiced. Then I went back to Andrade and we cleaned up the inside of it.
Of course, so much crap happened today that spawned from just that orange juice incident that if I were to write about it I would probably crash the servers again.
But... ugh... okay I feel better now. ><'
I hope your day was a little better than mine.
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Posted: Tue Feb 03, 2009 4:10 pm
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Posted: Tue Feb 03, 2009 4:16 pm
:dry laugh: gonk
Guh..
Happy Birthday, though. smile
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