Quote of the day: "That's the book I never read."
OK, so, I've simmered down, but earlier I was a angry-slash-sad mess because of the series of unfortunate events that occurred, so to speak.
We stayed after school, which was not unusual, due to our various clubs and such, but then we stayed after school. Longer. For a game. I told him, "Ok, we'll leave at a quarter to 6 to catch the train," and he agreed-ish. But then it became ten minutes to 6, then five. And he was still there, waiting for the last girl to guess what was written on the note on her forehead. Even though he had already gotten out of the game. Then, at the corner of the school campus, I realized that, although normally we would be able to most likely make the train in fifteen minutes (despite the fact I was carrying my viola), today we had to get our tickets, and that would take extra time.
Therefore, as such, AND in conclusion, we would have to make the even later train after that, the 6:58. Ugh. I also had to find someone who could give me change for a larger bill, and that would take even more extra time.
[yaddahyaddahyadda, fast forward in time] So, upon approaching the ticket teller, I asked for the reduced student fee and asked if the teller needed to see my ID. She said yes, so I shoved my hand into my purse and dug around for my ID. Not finding it and slightly panicking, I crouched down and searched more thoroughly, spreading the search to my bag. After 45 seconds or so or frantic pawing, triple-checking, and mental swearing, I popped up and admitted I could not find it. Luckily, she still gave me the discount, as well as a warning.
Soo, yeah. I lost my ID, which I only need to, oh, get in the building and get my food. And it costs me 5 bucks to get a new one. That. Sucks. Like a sick person on a cough drop.
Gosh. I think I'm more upset about the fact that Significant Other lost my pass of Awesommeness; allow me to explain. Last year, my totally fantastic art teacher would have to frequently sign passes for my division teacher to excuse my lateness, as I always stayed behind to clean up in art. He was one who didn't put the time or date on his passes, which was required to be a legit pass. I have one that I didn't need to use because my division teacher was late that day. So, I kept it in my ID case as a trophy of sorts. That last undated, untimed pass in the school. I could technically use it at any time for any class. I had it always; I even wore a hole in the middle of it (due to the shape of the case) and laminated it with tape to preserve its Awesomme. I transferred it to my new ID's case this year, and the habit continued. Except today I was practicing glowsticks tricks and I decided to take out the pass (*gasp!*) since SO took his CTA card out of his case, which I was using as my second pseudo-glowstick. I gave it to him, telling him distinctly to not lose it. Then, after my ID fiasco, I asked if he AT LEAST had my pass, and he looked at me and told me that he gave it to me; something I do not recall.
So, yeah, I blame him, but I also cannot rely on my memory, which is spazzing out due to my shock of losing my ID. I could have gotten the pass back and put it in my case, and SO could have been sadly mistaken, which is backed by the fact that he cannot tell me exactly when he gave me the slip of paper ("When?" I ask. "When you came over," he says. "WHEN? I came over to you a lot," I press. "I DON'T KNOW; I GAVE IT TO YOU." [*flustered/irritated*] sure, bro; I'll just have to take your word for it, then). I guess I'll never know, though, because~
I LOST MY FRICKIN' ID. CASE INCLUDED.
The plus sides of today: I got candy for passing my math quiz (yes, I am bribed), I got to see these people (then just this one guy) mess with the lighting and stuff for the school play--LOL, I think I weirded him out when I told him I was just watching when he found me XD--and...tomorrow, if my ID is still lost, I will get to see a new one be brought into being (via the awesome machine) when I ask the Dean for a new ID (and pay him $5...*SOB*)
Oh, right, the quote came from my quasi-lunch-buddy Helen, who said above quote during a conversation about some book. The book she never read in her English class.
PS: I did complete that flyer for my friends...this morning. In the car. On the way to school. And they liked it, so that's all that matters.
Listening to: "White & Nerdy" by "Weird Al" Yankovich
Currently plotting: my homework...*sobs*
Trying to finish: da dishes. XD
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