Suck it

Today I wish I could have dropped a hydrogen bomb on my professors.

First off, I wake up at the crack of 7:30 a.m. and the viral menace lurking in my sinuses decides that I can no longer breathe through my nose.

Then, I get the bus at 8:07 and arrive at my IAH lecture practically falling asleep as soon as I sit down only to discover that my prof cancelled the class. That morning. 

I came halfway across campus at the asscrack of dawn for nothing.

So I fight my way onto a bus and go back to the dorm and shove some food down my throat.

And I can't even take a nap because now I have to go get another bus at 9:51 for my Psych lecture.

Which is, once again, halfway across campus.

This time I get to stand the whole way because the bus is so fucking crowded that I can't even turn my effing face without being two inches away from someone else's.

So I get to Psych.

Turns out that this lecture was practically useless and lasted for 20 whole minutes.

I could have read that shit out of the textbook.

Time to get onto another bus!

This time, it was practically empty, thanks CATA. 

Then I eat with Kristen and guess what?

Time to study for Sociology!!

At least I was able to take a nap before going to take the exam.

Anyways, I go to the exam and get it done in 20 minutes.

That shit was easy.

Moral of the story is:

I hate the bus.

I hate profs who e-mail you at times when no one checks their e-mail and don't tell you that their lecture could be skipped because it is straight from the text.

Worthless.

Anyway, tomorrow is Friday and I can say whole-heartedly T.G.I.F. when the clock strikes 12.