Let's see. Today I . . .
Threw-up after brushing my teeth. This created a conundrum for me because I wanted to brush my teeth afterward, but that was the very reason I threw-up in the first place. What to do, what to do. 8:30 in the in morning is too early to make that decision.
Started driving to school and realized that I had a flat tire. Again.
Drove the block and a half back to my house in reverse.
Called my dad.
Cried.
Called Les Schwab.
Had a cute man from Les Schwab put air in my tire and tell me I could drive to the nearest location.
Waited at Les Schwab for over an hour, and ended up smelling like the store. (Sexy)
Drove to school.
Actually got a salad for lunch, only to realize while I was eating it that all I wanted were the delicious croutons.
And now I'm sitting in the most boring, longest class known to man.