Didn't get the memo

Today must have been "make me run around this campus like a fool" day.

After dragging myself to class early to see my advisor, I was met with a note on the door that said "If no one is at front desk, pick up a form." WHAT?

To only go back downstairs to a 50 minute history lecture where I spent the majority of the time wondering why my GA looks like the Mr. Clean , and the other GA looks like Mark Ruffalo. I than wait in line for another 10 minutes to asked my Bald GA if he received my paper in his mailbox. To only have him ignore me, answer five other people's question and then finally get to me whose question was already answered somewhere in the mix.

To only then, have to head to the hippie dorm for the 2nd time, hoping that someone can tell me something about the email I got saying that I had to stop by to fill out a housing contract. That only led to me standing around looking at confused faces, who knew nothing about anything, and once again I headed back to my hot dorm with unfinished things to do.

3 hours later, after collapsing on the bed(and eating a delicious burrito), I was forced to push myself to get out of bed, creep to psych, where the girl next to me clearly has issues with staring as she preceded to keep glancing at the book I was reading. Which is actually Great Expectations which I should have finished like a week ago, and have like 2 hundred pages to go.


This was followed by a skip and a hop to Genetics class where I forgot about the homework that was due today, hippie professor let it slide, saying that those who forgot could turn it in next class. Stared longingly at my secret Middle Eastern crush, to only see some other chick glancing at him. After glaring at her for staring at my man, class ended where I headed to the bookstore to get a magazine. As soon as I walked in the alarm thing went off, 5 seconds later, after initial shock, I head back to my dorm.

Nice guy in red car decided not to run me over, and I did not trip over any steps.

Other people who did not get memos today:
The "not to yell loudly in public with boyfriend on phone" memo.
The "Don't spoil the end of a movie we haven't seen " memo
The "Don't wear pink and green checkered pants memo(frat boy)" memo
And finally The "Please stop taking steroids when arm is clearly bigger than the average human head" memo.

Some days I wish everyone could get their designated memos. Would save the rest of us a whole lot of heartache.

Beckett.

Memo for tomorrow: Stay inside, avoid day at all cost.