Whats it with bad weather and bad days? Do they seem to go together with suprising frequency? Is it some sort of conspiracy?
These were just some of the questions I was asking myself this morning while walking through the rain in my rain soaked pants. No parking anywhere near uni, so I had to walk a long way. Not only that, I was late for class, so I didn't go. Also, when I was trying to close my umbrella, I cut myself. Didn't even notice that it happened until I started bleeding all over my soaked newspaper.
So now I've got nothing to do until lunch. Actually, i've got SAD to do, but I don't really want to do it. I just want to go on holidays right now. *sigh* Sleep some more too. Lots of SAD to do tonight, its like... till really late because I've got a group meeting at 4 till whenever. Hmmz.
I don't really want to walk through the rain to KFC. Chances are that there'll be no seats cos its raining and nobody wants to sit outside and eat. I wonder what we'll do. I don't think Nancy will want to come either, since it'll make her hair frizzy and stuff. Thats assuming that she actually came to uni today in the first place, lazy girl :P
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