After a weekend of moodiness and emotional roller coaster rides (yay hormones and yay biological procreation clock) I began Monday with a positive attitude. You know, the kind you force yourself to have even though you really want to stomp your feet and yell about how crappy your white, middle-class, Western life can be.
All was fairly well. I was mentally going over my to-do list: French class, finish and hand in statistics assignment, appointment. I was all of about 5 minutes from university when I remember that I had forgotten to put my memory stick into my back. The one with my 95% complete assignment on it. Cue internal cursing and much internal stomping of feet.
Then I had an epiphany! I had remembered by netbook with my 50% complete assignment file still stored on it, so halle-freakin’-lujah, I wasn’t entirely screwed. Had to skip a few things, but at least I wasn’t having to start at square one.
Yeah man, life is soooo tough!
