when youre running late in the morning and it's all you can do to hold yourself back from going 40 over the speed limit and then when you finally get to school you dodge roll out of the car sora-style because youre in such a hurry then you sprint acoss campus because class starts at 9:30 and its 9:29 and theres no. way. you'll make it in time then when you get in the building instead of running you start this clumsy fast-walking because running seems rude and then you remember that you forgot to put deoderant on because you were in such a hurry and then you finally get to your classroom and its somehow only 9:32 and then you begin to relax and as you step in the room you realize the teacher isn't there and he wouldnt be there for 10 minutes. fml. and class gets out 20 minutes early and having nothing to do you decide to tell the internet about your morning. yeah. my life.
Make sure not to raise your arms too much so people don't realise you are wearing no deodrant, you must be a t-rex all day >:3
This reminds me of my first day of college. STORY TIME. First class is at 9:30. My school is a ~15 minute drive away. I'm not entirely sure where the building/classroom is so I intend to get there early. Leave house at 8:30, get to campus around 8:45. parking is so ****ing insane that I spend a half hour driving around campus looking for a spot. I still to this day have NO IDEA where I parked that day. Because I don't know what parking lot I'm in, I don't know where I am, so I just kind of walk in the general direction of buildings hoping one of them is mine Find a help desk and ask where to go, I know it's nearly 9:30 fastwalk to class get there and there are two people in the classroom, it's 9:26, I'm sweating bullets from running about. teacher doesn't come until prob 9:40. I had my first day of this semester just today, had the sense to leave the house at 8 to avoid the parking disaster.
I was late to all my classes last week. I started crying one time because I was already 20 minutes late to the one class I have once a week and then some other person in a spot finally sees me and he pulls out. Just then, a security car passes by and he sees me crying bullets and he's all:
Any face you could throw in the backseat pales in comparison to the one in the front Also it's saying too much, I don't like gifs that say too much
But it was the most accurate representation of what happened. A security officer in the front judging me and a kid in the backseat giving me a look...
incredible also oops I don't drive to school c': parking here is apparently awful too so I guess I dodged a bullet
can I just say that I hate it when I'm walking to my car and someone starts following me (in their car) to my spot so they can take it? like it'd be one thing if you rolled down your window and were all "hey parking is nuts, you think I could nab your spot when you go?" but if you're just creepstalking from behind? hell no when people do that I sit and play gameboy in my car until they move on, even if I've got somewhere to go
Haha oh no, I don't creepstalk or anything like that (at least, if doesn't get to that desperate point). He was just standing outside his car door and then just happened to turn around and see me. I think I made this person feel sorry for me because I looked like a mess lol.
Kind of glad I live on campus, lol. But either way, I leave fifteen minutes before my one class starts, and I should probably leave twenty minutes early, because I pretty much have to sprint from one end of campus to the other, and by the time I get there I am sweating bullets and huffing and puffing and I look like the most out of shape person ever. Which is why I started going to the gym. >:
