FML

Wow it's been a while since I've blogged, so I'm going to get right into this.

Thursday morning was perhaps the biggest FML moment I've had ever.

It began with a terrific dream, I was battling demons and fighting off dragon lords and whatnots, and to my dismay, the dream ended when I was killed -- not too surprising either.

What really bothered me was that before I died in my dream, Gandolf told me that I'd have the worst day of my life; well, with all due respect, prior to that day, I already experienced the worst day.

Eye infection caused by ALLERGIES.. shit man. It was Wednesday, I woke up, put my contacts on, got ready for a kick ass day at school debating and destroying foo's in "self-defense for women" HA. Well, that amazing day didn't occur because on my way to the light rail, Jesus decided it just wasn't my time and made me realize that I couldn't ignore the growing pain in my eyes.

My right contact began to dry up extremely quick after it had been stinging like a son of a gun and it started to ride up my eyeball. And to be quite frank, I tried to convince myself that I could still go to school and it would eventually get better. HELL TO THE NO.

Shit man, my contacts were stinging so bad I cried - not that it's shameful - I felt like shit when I realized this would offically be my first day missing a college class session due to sickness... and what was the sickness? Allergies, ladies and gentlemen. FUCK.


ANYWAYS... back to my terrible Thursday morning that changed my perception of FML.

So, I woke up late, and after Gandolf told me the news and whatnot, I began to believe him - waking up late afterall is another pet peeve.. sleeping in, isn't.

Anyways, so after getting my business done at home I dashed towards the VTA station. I eventually ended up stopping at the crossroads of Senter and Capitol and I really had to make a huge decision on whether or not I should continue down Capitol, or go down Senter to drive straight to school... I took the former. STUPID MISTAKE

When I finally reached the VTA, my clock read 7:03, which meant that the train would have arrived in a minute. So in the midst of grabbing my junk from the trunk (hehe) I... uh..

I really don't know if I want to write this but..

I LEFT MY KEYS... in the keyslot of my car............ STUPID MISTAKE.

And if you aren't shaking your head at this moment, PLEASE do so. Because I actually looked at my keys before I grabbed my junk and mentally told myself, "Oh it's fine, it's faster if I just grab my stuff first AND THEN get my keys." WHO SAYS THAT?! Oh... I do... please, slap me now.

Anyways, I'm making a mad dash for the stairs to reach the VTA, and all I can hear is my heart pumping and my adrenaline running through my veins as I Rockyesque my ass up the stairs.

*Thud is all I hear as I reach the top of the stairs...

Oh shit.. it's fucking leaving!

I huff my shit out and sprint my way towards the train and begin to plead desperately for them to open their doors to let me in, and after a few seconds of destroying anything left of my pride, the operator opens the door to a very unset group of people who had to wait an additional 10 seconds before take-off, CMON PEOPLE.

While I was on the train, I noticed a really cute girl eye-balling me. Whether she was checking me out, or still fuming over the fact that she's now 10 seconds behind schedule, I'll leave it up to fate.

Well, being the entertainer, I began to fiddle with my pockets trying to look cool, and in the process, I feel that my phone fits fine in my right pocket which is absurd because it usually has to go through a gagglefuck of keys.

Don't tell me... someone jacked my keys, but how?! Where?! WHEN?!!? OH SHIT... I LEFT IT IN MY CAR..KEY SLOT. SHIT!!!!!

And in two seconds, I go from looking cool, calm, collect, and suave to a broken man.

How could I do that to Cherry... I might as well spit on her and rub feces on her for what I've done...

I really had to decide whether or not I should go to class and finish the in-class essay then head back to my car.. or just take a trip back get the keys and drive straight to school to take the essay... I chose the latter. Somewhat stupid mistake.

Well, I decided to get off at the convention center and catch the train back... HOWEVER, when I got off, the train to return was just about to take off! SO... I did what I had done earlier! I ran towards the train and began begging and pleading for the operator to feel sorry for me and open up the doors... but NOPE!!!

Which meant that I had to wait an additional 15 minutes for the next train to take my sorry ass back to my car - which hopefully hasn't been broken into yet. SIGH...

Well, at this point, I call Kathy to see if she's already at the station and if she could grab my keys for me...

But this is what happened. Today, I decided to park in a new location, which meant that Kathy didn't know where my car was, since I usually park in the middle, but today I parked under trees so my car wouldn't be 1321890 degrees coming home... STUPID MISTAKE.

Kathy didn't see my car, and she was already on the train going to school! FUCK. SO that method didn't work, so I had to revert back to the original plan. After the train came I got on and waited patiently and plotted out my route to school.

Should I take highway 87 north? Or backtrack my way to 101 north?

I decided to take the former... STUPID MISTAKE..

When I got back to the parking lot Cherry was unharmed... thank god. I apologized verbally and told her I'd never do that again. I threw my stuff on the passenger seat and made my way towards 87 north, which was just around the corner, wouldn't take long, right?

WRONG

That shit took at least 20 minutes just to get from that first light to the high way. Why? THERE WAS SO MUCH TRAFFIC.

What's worst? My car is manual transmission, and that hill leading up to the highway had it's signal lights on, and cars were just pouring in from every angle possible. Which meant that my car had to stop, go, stop, go, stop, go, stop, go on a very hilly road.

After that hurdle was crossed, I realized I wouldn't get anywhere close to SJSU if I stayed on the regular lanes, so I looked back, grabbed my best buddy Brian, and plopped him in the passenger seat, made my way to the carpool lane and jammed it.

Unfortunately, what happened is that when it got closer to the exit for downtown San Jose, these 5 BIG ASS TRUCKS were nut to butt and they closed off any possible means of merging into the exit. There was no shoulder to stop and wait, and cars behind me weren't happy that I slowed down to 45 MPH... so I had no choice but to go take the next exit, bust a bitch and take the exit from the other side.

WELL, not only was the next exit about 5 minutes away... but there was a fucking accident right inbetween the entering lane and the exit lane which was just a U-turn away! DKJASJdaklj

SO... it took me 7 minutes for a trip that would only take a minute crawling. I was seriously RIGHT THERE. RIGHT THERE FROM THE EXIT.

AND IT TOOK ME 7 FUCKING MINUTES just to go from my position... to make A SIMPLE U-turn! and the bitches from the other side taking the right of way exit were just laughing at the people trying to bust a bitch. FUCK! MAN

After that, I finally made it onto 87 south and finally made it to the exit, and I realized that I had to start on San Fernando and make my way up to 10th street garage, which was close to the Business Center where my class was. What's so hard about that?

I don't know, except that I GOT STOPPED AT EVERY SINGLE LIGHT. And every single light automatically threw up it's crossing timer even though there were no pedestrians crossing....

Again, another 10 minutes to get to the garage.

After that... I went up to my usual parking spot, and of course it was crowded, and I couldn't find any fucking parking! The time was like 8:10 at that time, which meant I had about 30 minutes to write a full essay... THUG LIFE!!!

After finding parking, I grab all of my stuff, and put my permit on my dashboard and run towards school as if my fucking life depended on it.

After reaching BBC, and running up the stairs, I looked like complete trash and felt extremely light-headed from all of that rushing and hustling. I stop at the corner to pretty myself up for 17 minutes left to finish an entire essay and brace myself for the essay.


My arms are heavy, my legs are heavy, my heart is racing like crazy, and my eyes are beginning to black out.

I turn the corner with my backpack swung over one shoulder, looking cool, calm, collect, and suave... and my heart breaks.


"Sorry class has been cancelled for blah blah blah"

I couldn't read anymore.. my eyes began to water, and my throat clogged up.

What the.. what.. what what in the world just happened to me? I... I feel so damn lost and confused and... who the fuck am I?! Who am I anymore?!?!?!

I couldn't believe what the fuck just happened to me. WHAT FUCKING KARMA DO I HAVE?!?! I have done all that I can to please everyone, and WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS?!?!?!!??!?!

FML!

Nav Land

Fun day.

I'm a space geek.

I get very excited when a new planet is discovered.

From Space.com and Yahoo featured.



http://www.space.com/scienceastronomy/090401-hubble-exoplanets.html


Great, great, great story. I think this summer after I finish my annual training for the military, I'll take astronomy at EVC.

Driving.

I shall continue this post next time. My eyes are not allowing me to focus.