One a casual Monday afternoon...everything seemed to be going great. My hair was great.....curly...not frizzy...to top it off I had on a cute outfit. It was the beginning of a short and stressful week. Thanksgiving was on Thursday and I was set to go home on Tuesday. To top it off I had plans to work on a paper with my friend crush (yes friend crush everyone....definition: someone I really want to become friends with. Key word...friend)..heh heh heh. Anyways back to the struggle within. On the outside I was put together and looked good (if I must say so myself) but in the inside I was stressed and had procrastinated on a very important paper.
To begin the series of struggling events...I must back track a couple days. For some strange reason I had bought a bottle of Sierra Mist even though I already had a drink. So instead of giving it away I kept the drink in my backpack just in case I got thirsty. On Monday I had to take my geography test early. I was so unprepared and hardly studied due to the fact that I was working on other important assignments. My professor had arranged a small group of us to take the test early so we could go home early. I agreed, and showed up on Monday to take the test. As I arrived....a little late......I decided to take a sip of the Sierra Mist I had carried around with me for a few days. As I pulled out my Sierra Mist I knew it had been shaken up from all the tossing around my backpack had gone through. Fully knowing the bottle of Sierra Mist was going to explode...I opened it anyways. As I opened it, I stretched out my arms and allowed the soda to spill all over my hands and on the carpet. Did I mention this was all happening during an exam??
Anyways, as I allowed for the soda to spill all over the place...everyone turned around and stared. Once I rushed to the bathroom and cleaned up my mess, I continued on with my exam. Everyone else around me looked to be completing the exam successfully. As I continued on....I had a hard time...."shoot...where was this in the chapter" I thought? Or..."ugh WHY am I in this class?" I continued to struggle through the test and decided I wanted to re-write one of my answers. As I erased my exam the exam went flying off my desk and right next to the person near me. My professor looked up at me and gave me a look of..."what is wrong with you"? Like that hadn't been suspicious enough. In the first room I created a mess with my exploding soda...now my had gone flying off my desk and near someone else's. (To describe it more...I had to get up from my seat and get the exam...who knew those things could fly :P ) Overall...I looked good on the outside....but had a struggled filled day. I actually ended up pulling an all nighter that night as well. :(
