This has not been a good day.
And it's not even noon.
I left my textbooks at home this morning. The books I needed to work on my exam today. I figured I'd just get them from the library, but of course they are signed out.
Apparently the paper I handed in on December 5th never made it to my professor. He's submitted the marks already. I got an email from him this morning telling me this.
I can't get a hold of him, and my paper backup is in CP. I'm getting a little stressed out, and my stomach is beginning to react. I feel sick.
How wonderful that I'll have to work on my paper tonight, and that now my day on campus is basically wasted and depressing.
I should have kept all those cookies I baked last night instead of giving them away. I could really use a good emotional cookie eating right about now.
The computer terminal I'm sitting at smells like the bottom of a garbage can. How lovely.
Hehe, I have to laugh at myself right now. I feel like Eeyore.

"Good Morning, Pooh Bear," said Eeyore gloomily. "If it is a good morning,"he said. "Which I doubt."