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The pain doesn't stop...
Oct. 27th, 2004 08:28 pmWhere do I even start?
So this morning I took BART back to Fremont because my new credit/atm cards came, and supposedly, I was supposed to get some legal paperwork along with the cards with regards to the unauthorized transactions on both accounts. I also needed to pick up a new pack of checks, since mine had run out and I have bills to pay, given it's near the end of the month.
So I go back this morning and find out there were no legal paperwork along with the cards. I really hope it's just because they haven't arrived yet. So I grab the new cards and some new checks and a few stamps to mail the utility bills. (My roommate and I had agreed that I would make the checks to the utilities bills and then just deduct the total from the rent I give her.) My mom was thoughtful enough to leave a lunch for me on the kitchen table.
So yeah, things were doing okay by the time I get back to Cal and head for the post office at like, 2pm. Then I discover I'd accidentally left the two utility letters on my dad's work desk when I was hunting for stamps and had forgotten to put them into my backpack after lunch.
Since they were both due in like two days or so, I obviously couldn't wait 'til my parents get back tonight and then have them get it sent express mail ($13 each) tomorrow. So I run all the way back to BART and wasted another $7 roundtrip to Fremont. Since the post office closes at 5 and there wasn't enough time to get back to Cal and mail it there, I then ran from my house to the post office (some 30 minutes walking distance) to get them mailed under priority mail ("only" $3).
Then, tired of running, but still needing to get back before I miss my second lecture/session of the day, I took the first bus along that said it goes to the BART station. It was too late when I realized it meant the Hayward BART station, and involved like 40 minutes of local meandering before getting there. Hell, it would've been faster if I'd walked back to the Fremont BART.
And, of course, just when I get to the BART station, a train had just arrived. I manage to run up to the platform just in time to see the train going to Richmond depart, leaving me to wait for the next one. Needless to say, I was late for class - not to mention tired, stressed out, thirsty (by water bottle was empty), and starving.
Oh, and my period started this morning. So all that running around was done with cramping all the way.
And don't even mention all the work I haven't gotten to because I wasted so much time running around.
Life seriously sucks. Is there something I can sacrifice to Murphy to get rid of whatever curse has been apparently put on me? It really feels like something out there is just giving me enough rope to hang myself on, and of course, I walk straight into it every single time.
So this morning I took BART back to Fremont because my new credit/atm cards came, and supposedly, I was supposed to get some legal paperwork along with the cards with regards to the unauthorized transactions on both accounts. I also needed to pick up a new pack of checks, since mine had run out and I have bills to pay, given it's near the end of the month.
So I go back this morning and find out there were no legal paperwork along with the cards. I really hope it's just because they haven't arrived yet. So I grab the new cards and some new checks and a few stamps to mail the utility bills. (My roommate and I had agreed that I would make the checks to the utilities bills and then just deduct the total from the rent I give her.) My mom was thoughtful enough to leave a lunch for me on the kitchen table.
So yeah, things were doing okay by the time I get back to Cal and head for the post office at like, 2pm. Then I discover I'd accidentally left the two utility letters on my dad's work desk when I was hunting for stamps and had forgotten to put them into my backpack after lunch.
Since they were both due in like two days or so, I obviously couldn't wait 'til my parents get back tonight and then have them get it sent express mail ($13 each) tomorrow. So I run all the way back to BART and wasted another $7 roundtrip to Fremont. Since the post office closes at 5 and there wasn't enough time to get back to Cal and mail it there, I then ran from my house to the post office (some 30 minutes walking distance) to get them mailed under priority mail ("only" $3).
Then, tired of running, but still needing to get back before I miss my second lecture/session of the day, I took the first bus along that said it goes to the BART station. It was too late when I realized it meant the Hayward BART station, and involved like 40 minutes of local meandering before getting there. Hell, it would've been faster if I'd walked back to the Fremont BART.
And, of course, just when I get to the BART station, a train had just arrived. I manage to run up to the platform just in time to see the train going to Richmond depart, leaving me to wait for the next one. Needless to say, I was late for class - not to mention tired, stressed out, thirsty (by water bottle was empty), and starving.
Oh, and my period started this morning. So all that running around was done with cramping all the way.
And don't even mention all the work I haven't gotten to because I wasted so much time running around.
Life seriously sucks. Is there something I can sacrifice to Murphy to get rid of whatever curse has been apparently put on me? It really feels like something out there is just giving me enough rope to hang myself on, and of course, I walk straight into it every single time.
