Hey Everyone!! So my truck has been giving me problems lately (major sadface, my truck is my baby!!!), so I went with my dad and we took it in to the shop for a check up. A few hours later they called for us to come get it and the total came out to $660, which isn't nearly as bad as it could have been. For those of you who don't know, I drive a beautiful blue '92 Chevy (Woot woot!!!) and both of my sisters drove it before me, and this truck has been in the family longer than I have. Well my dad has been talking more and more about getting a new truck and selling the one we have. I say HELL NO because this truck is my baby and I have plans about buying the truck off of him after I can afford to (still job hunting, not going very well). He talks like he is going to make it so that I can't afford to ever buy the truck off of him, which would suck since the truck is my baby, I love the truck more than I love the .22 (A beautiful hand gun that I think I posted about before, if not, I'll have to post about it some time, shoots like a dream <3 )!!
Anyway, that was just a little rant, what I really wanted to say was: I FINISHED MY ESSAY!!!!!!!!!!!! :D Okay so for all of you whom I didn't text in a panic, I got an email from one of my class mates reminding me about the TWELVE (12) page essay that was apparently due today. Well, no shit I panicked and flipped my lid until around 4, I found the paper that was handed out to us (which I never read, of course) and saw that it was only a 3 page essay followed by a page of pictures and a bibliography. Since I had only a paragraph down, this didn't bother me. I wrote my essay in an hour and immediately left for my 6:00 class because rush hour driving sucks and takes FOREVER. So I get to school, I have 10 minuets until my class so I run to the Cafe, buy some food because I realize I hadn't eaten since 9 or so, then rush to class stuffing the bagel down my throat because food isn't allowed in the room otherwise you'll be kicked out. I get inside, place my essay on the pile of essays to be turned in and this noise goes off. I look around after sitting down and I look up in time to see my teacher pick up the pile of essays and put them into his desk drawer. He proceeds to say "Well, I hope you all got your essays in because I will no longer be taking them as it is now 6 and on the assignment sheet I clearly stated that any essay submitted after 6 pm will be counted as late and therefore will not be accepted for a grade."
Okay first of all HOLY SHIT I just barely made the cut. Second of all, what a jerk! He generally gives us until the end of class to get our things turned in, I barely noticed the pile of essays on the front table, there weren't any signs saying "Hey, put your essay here!" so he should have announced that he was collecting the essays before saying that as of now no more essays can be turned in. The kid next to me was waiting for him to collect the essays, he had it out in front of him. He won't take it now because it was "late" even though he was in the class before I was and was sitting there waiting to hear what was going on. So dumb, right? Ah well, such is life I guess.
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