What's all the comotion about?!

Me: "I'm just swinging back into my depression. A box of tissues, an ice cream cone and re-runs of the saddest/happiest moments in my life play over and over in my mind, making me cry."

Matt: Whoa! Wait wait wait! Hold the phone! Where'd you get an ice cream cone?!

That has got to be the best line I heard/read all night. To take a simple step of insane crying fits to a complete utter non-stop fit of giggles shuttering through my body. Seriously, that's all it took to change my mood.

I've been completely moody this week. But we all know why. Other than that, this splitting headache just might be the second reason along with all the other insane trips I took today- even experiencing some INSANE traffic in Davie that has me here in a complete spell of exhaustion.

My day started when I woke up at 8:30am, hitting the snooze button about 7 times till I finally decided to turn it off. Fell back asleep and woke up around 11:30am. - [Maybe I should set my alarm for 6:00am, that way I can wake up at 9am! Hah!]
I rolled out of bed finally deciding that I should go to school and get my classes changed.

So, off I went and met up with a friend of mine, Letitia there since she just finished class. It was mad-crazy-insane-chaotic in building 19! The long/crazy line to the bookstore went out the door, around the corner to go around ANOTHER corner! Letitia and I just decided to wait in it because it was only going to get worse sooner or later. Once we finally got into the bookstore we browsed around for a bit, I needed a World Religions book and well I totally forgot what Letitia needed, lol.
But after getting what we needed, Letitia had a brilliant idea [-insert light bulb here-] that I should go and get my student ID! What a great idea it was indeed, since the Student Life department would be closed tomorrow. I snagged a pretty okay picture of me ID and waited in the admissions line. The line didn't take long, but I didn't know about the wait INSIDE too. About 15 minutes of waiting inside, Letitia had to go to her Liberal Math Class. [It sucked because I was there waiting...alone now..]
I must say it was an insane hour or so when I finally walked up to the desk and said; "I've been waiting here for an hour, when can I go in?" - The lady looked at the sheet, flipped back and said, "Oh! I'm sorry I skipped you!" - Oh. My. God. I almost got angry but tears filled my eyes, I pushed them back willingly. [Remember I've been moody] My feelings were quite hurt that I was being forgotten by people who didn't even know me. So not even 2 minutes later this guy called me over and asked me "What can I do for you?" -He reminded me of the administrators at Dillard only MUCH more organized and well aware of what their job dealt with. I told him the whole ordeal about being in the wrong Math class, he apologized and went to the testing center to get things worked out for me, came back and put me in the RIGHT math class this time. Only it wouldn't be available until next semester. No problem, I'll just take another class. UGH! How I wish I didn't have to take it but I have to take a "History" class...and that class my dear friends is Government! I felt like I was a high school senior all over again! Dun dun dun! That sucked...yet I didn't care, it was an early class and I liked the idea of an early class.
That took about 7 minutes [which added onto my already irritated mood], I left there in a frenzy, looked at the time and cursed because it was 20 minutes to 5. I was at that damn school for a good freakin' 4 damn hours! It was insane!
I drove home, got there around 5pm. I shoved food down my throat as fast as I good, downed some really yummy juice then stuffed my backpack with some books and darted out the door. - With some slight traffic I made it to BC around 5:50pm [with some several minutes to spare]. Class didn't start until 6:30, so I called Matt and talked to him for awhile, pacing back and fourth in front of the door. I observed a centipede which caught my attention for quite some time...then around 6:15pm I told Matt I should be getting to class. I hung up with him and walked into class. There were already a couple of kids in the class that were talking to each other. It kind of sucked cause I felt awkward walking into a conversation. So, I quietly sat down next to a man who looked to be about 23. [Seriously, College is weird with people WAY older...] and I took out my notebook like a good student, a pen and my water. [I was super thirsty today]. I scanned the room. Chalk board, desks in 6 perfectly straight rows that went to the back of the room, a projector, a big rack with maps on it, a computer, 2 doors and a tiny window in the back. The white walls made me feel uneasy. It was just a weird brightly lit room for me.
A blonde lady walked in with a bunch of other students. She looked young too, about 30 years old. I didn't expect my teacher to be the way she was. - The entire time she lectured on religions she was so hyped up. It was somewhat hard to keep up with the difference in thoughts. She reminded me of....well, me. [At Laser Quest] The knowledge she was filled with made me feel so delighted that I had an energetic bubbly teacher who was super friendly.
I'm already loving this class already.
She let us leave early too which was a super bonus.

So, I went home and watched Mythbusters and ate dinner. That was when my headache started to roll around.


Phew, that was a lot to type...


Now I feel better, my head hurts even more and I am ready for my break tomorrow at Plaster Carousel! Woot woot! <3


Good night.

I must save my brain from exploding now.