I suppose it was bound to happen. I had a bad day at Law School. It started with sleeping through my alarm, which seems to always be a precursor to a bad day. I think it’s because I get immediately stressed by being in a rush.
I woke up late, which means I had to rush out the door and then exceed the speed limit (and managing to anger one driver because I was passing on a 2 lane road and had to squeeze in front of him since there was a curve coming up) to try to make it to class on time. You really don’t want to be late to class in Law School. Many professors will count you absent just for being late and even if they don’t, there are the ones who like to point out for the whole class that you’re late. Not that the whole class needed pointing out. I sit on the front row so I had to go by the whole class just to get to my seat. And yes, even with all of my speeding, I was 2 minutes late to class. The instructor did not point it out, thankfully, but I’m sure everyone was already painfully aware.
That’s not the worst, though. I have a pet peeve. I hate hearing a cell phone ring in class or a meeting. It’s annoying and disrespectful. So I am usually SUPER diligent about making sure mine is off or on silent before I go into class. Naturally since I was in a huge rush this morning, I didn’t even think about the cell phone, which was in my purse (not in its special pocket as usual, but somewhere in the middle of the vastness of space that is my purse and probably why I can’t find things that are in there). I had just thrown it in, not thinking.
Sometime around 8:30, my phone goes off. I have some silly song for a ringtone (which thankfully wasn’t anything awful, but it was LOUD). About this time, I’m wishing I could just crawl in a hole and disappear. The class is giggling and I am fumbling in my purse trying to find it and then when I do, I can’t find the button that makes it shut up. The professor is standing right in front of me, like 2-3 feet in front of me, too. It’s taking me so long to shut it off that he makes some comment about how you just want to take a hammer and smash the thing. Even though I have an expensive phone (because it’s also my PDA), at that moment, I seriously did want to smash it if it would just shut the hell up. No one ever calls me that early anyhow and after I saw the number, I realized it was probably some telemarketer because it was an 800 number and they didn’t bother to leave a message. Grrr! I hate telemarketers.
Of course it wasn’t the telemarketer’s fault. It was MY fault for being in such a rush to begin with. It was so embarrassing, though. I never want that to happen again. I almost feel like I should apologize to the instructor for being a dumbass and not turning my phone off because it did disrupt the class. I realize everyone makes mistakes, but this is one I could have done without.
Then to top it off, I get bad news at the end of the day right before I have to drive home. I had tried out for Trial Team this past Sunday. Of all the groups or things to be a part of at the law school, Trial Team was the one I wanted most. I didn’t make the team. I felt like I had done fairly well, so it was a blow. I’m extremely disappointed. I won’t get to try out again until the Spring, which I plan on doing again. I’ve been really bummed out since I found out and after the day I had, it didn’t take much. I’m trying not to dwell on it because there isn’t anything I can do about it now, except learn what I can do better so I have a better chance of making it in the Spring. Of all the things, I think disappointment is one of the hardest things for me to deal with…
I’ll try to post more in the next day or two. I actually have a few posts in draft form but instead of working on editing one of them, I felt I needed the therapy of journaling about this day so I can get it out of my mind and move on to other things. Like reading and sleeping…
That’s all for now.
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