Wednesday, January 15, 2014

Panic Attacks are Not a Good Way to Start College

Yesterday was lovely. I am so incredibly excited for my two psychology classes, and even ceramics should be okay. I had some really good conversations with two awesome friends, and I met some of the other girls in my new hall too. So naturally the day had to end poorly, right? After our hall meeting, I checked my emails to see that this kid (who I had thought I had traded shifts with) was asking someone else to take his shift. That means he probably didn't remember that we had traded, meaning he probably didn't show up for my shift that night. I know that would honestly be his own fault, but I still feel guilty about it. Problem #2: Art classes have a LOT of supplies you need to purchase. I knew I had some at home, but my mom's phone wasn't working. Apparently it decided that ringing was too last year, because I was calling her for about an hour before she happened to glance at it while it was going off. She was able to come up and help me get some supplies, which was nice. BUT, while all this was going on it snowed 2 inches, and I got ticketed for parking on the street during a "snow emergency" (come on, Minnesota, 2 inches! That's not a snow emergency...) The only reasons I was on the street was because my school hadn't gotten my new parking permit. When I went to the office to get it, the lady was a crab too, which certainly didn't help things.

But to end on a positive note: I had tea with my sister, and I won a parking space in the garage under my apartment building.