Sometimes I think life enjoys stressing me out needlessly.
Today was going smoothly, if not amazing. I was complimented three times in my Anatomy Lab class, because I know my stuff. Principles of Development didn't end horrendously, plus the class usually goes by fast. But this is where my life comes screeching to a stress zone with safety cones and police directing traffic - relatively speaking.. at the moment anyway.
I found Ricky and we ventured to get food. I contemplated briefly eating at my dorm, but opted not to because I was craving to have a hamburger. We were off campus for maybe an hour, noting how weird it was that we saw three cops in the middle of the road towards the secret entrance of FGCU, but thought nothing of it because that is something that happens all the time. Trekking back to FGCU after the consumption of delicious burgers was much more of a nuisance than usual - we never have to sit through a light for more than 3 times it turned green before actually making it onto BHG pkwy. Still, we just expected an accident.
We were wrong.
Apparently those three cops from earlier were not just dicking around in the street. They were preparing to shut down the road temporarily. Oh, I'm glad I got that memo. As if it was known of my plight, Tito texted me explaining that A GAS LEAK OCCURED on campus because of construction fail. O rly? I assume the worst, and contemplate whether I could walk from Gulf Coast Town Center to my dorm or if a cop would tackle me screaming about the gas leak as if I'm not aware of the imminent danger that I'd be in. Frankly, danger be damned in that situation, because I was going to work out in 2 hours. Yes, I contemplated that whole scenario just so I could work out, but apparently FGCU promotes heart attacks and poor cardiovascular health in their students.
FGCU is truly an environmental school when they don't even want to have healthy living students anymore.
Well, I panic. I picked the worst day to wear jeans and converse shoes, but at least my shirt was somewhat loose so I could work out in it without getting the gawks and stares that jeans and converse would. Skinny jeans at that. Chauffeured by Ricky, we explored to find some outlet store to purchase shoes and pants - I honestly thought I was never going to be allowed back to my dorm and that homelessness was my only real option.
After said purchase was transactioned at a Beall's outlet, we figured let's check FGCU to see if it's still shut down. It's not. It literally, apparently, just opened when we pulled up into FGCU. I now have pants and sneakers to commemorate my epic journey that started due to a gas leak, and a newfound hatred for Tammy McClasin for not e-mailing me about the opening of FGCU 15 minutes sooner so I could have avoided spending money and also for FGCU for attempting to stop me from exercising.
Oh, and I also hate study guides and stressing out for tests relentlessly to the point that I believe getting ill is within my grasp, but even then it's not an acceptable reason to take the test another day. O, high school, how you hath spoiled me...
Today was going smoothly, if not amazing. I was complimented three times in my Anatomy Lab class, because I know my stuff. Principles of Development didn't end horrendously, plus the class usually goes by fast. But this is where my life comes screeching to a stress zone with safety cones and police directing traffic - relatively speaking.. at the moment anyway.
I found Ricky and we ventured to get food. I contemplated briefly eating at my dorm, but opted not to because I was craving to have a hamburger. We were off campus for maybe an hour, noting how weird it was that we saw three cops in the middle of the road towards the secret entrance of FGCU, but thought nothing of it because that is something that happens all the time. Trekking back to FGCU after the consumption of delicious burgers was much more of a nuisance than usual - we never have to sit through a light for more than 3 times it turned green before actually making it onto BHG pkwy. Still, we just expected an accident.
We were wrong.
Apparently those three cops from earlier were not just dicking around in the street. They were preparing to shut down the road temporarily. Oh, I'm glad I got that memo. As if it was known of my plight, Tito texted me explaining that A GAS LEAK OCCURED on campus because of construction fail. O rly? I assume the worst, and contemplate whether I could walk from Gulf Coast Town Center to my dorm or if a cop would tackle me screaming about the gas leak as if I'm not aware of the imminent danger that I'd be in. Frankly, danger be damned in that situation, because I was going to work out in 2 hours. Yes, I contemplated that whole scenario just so I could work out, but apparently FGCU promotes heart attacks and poor cardiovascular health in their students.
FGCU is truly an environmental school when they don't even want to have healthy living students anymore.
Well, I panic. I picked the worst day to wear jeans and converse shoes, but at least my shirt was somewhat loose so I could work out in it without getting the gawks and stares that jeans and converse would. Skinny jeans at that. Chauffeured by Ricky, we explored to find some outlet store to purchase shoes and pants - I honestly thought I was never going to be allowed back to my dorm and that homelessness was my only real option.
After said purchase was transactioned at a Beall's outlet, we figured let's check FGCU to see if it's still shut down. It's not. It literally, apparently, just opened when we pulled up into FGCU. I now have pants and sneakers to commemorate my epic journey that started due to a gas leak, and a newfound hatred for Tammy McClasin for not e-mailing me about the opening of FGCU 15 minutes sooner so I could have avoided spending money and also for FGCU for attempting to stop me from exercising.
Oh, and I also hate study guides and stressing out for tests relentlessly to the point that I believe getting ill is within my grasp, but even then it's not an acceptable reason to take the test another day. O, high school, how you hath spoiled me...
haha this literally made me laugh a lot! You left out the dump truck that ran over the pick up truck on alico tho! that was epic and bad!
ReplyDeletehaha yeah i did! it was also really bizarre and strange because idk how a dump truck not only lands, but also annihilates the bed of the trunk it landed on. That was really strange =P
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