Today marks the beginning of the first hell week of the semester… It sounds evil coz it is.
And to make matters worse, the fuzz finally got the citation they issued me a while back (that they so insensitively stuck under one of my windshield wipers with somebody else’s name on it) right. They’re suspending my Picanto from gracing the rusted green gates for one week! Why? Coz I parked in the faculty area.
NO, IT’S NOT A BIG DEAL. I park there all the time! I got through a WHOLE SEMESTER without a glitch and now they cite me. BOO.
No biggie, though. I did the crime, I’m gonna do the time. I’m a little excited at the prospect of hippety-hopping onto the bright yellow shuttles that carry students and teachers alike to the different buildings in the HUMONGOUS campus.
They should make a mini-movie about it. It should be called “Erika takes the Shuttle”. I should tell Tara about it. LOL.
Yes, I LIKE MASS TRANSIT. So, ha-di-ha-ha to you, you insignificant security-type drones. YOU LOSE.
But, either way, hell week means that I should be spending less time than is normal in school, what with the complex schedule of alternating exams and stuff. There’s another fist-pump for me!
YEAH! IN YO FACE.
I’m so bad-ass. 😉 Judd Nelson would be proud.
Eat… my… toast…