I'm not sure why but I'm so irritated with you right now. Yes, YOU. I imagine everyone and everything and I start getting this annoying gray cloud over my head.
...I just went back and re-read the two lines I just wrote and I've decided that this post is going to be different. It's not going to be be about me ranting and rambling about how I couldn't sleep because of my throat and how professors are frustrating and other stuff like that. It's going to be positive and inspirational!
So hold on while I think for a second.......
Oh I do have something to share. I was at my University clinic the other day and I had to turn in my school ID card well, for ID purposes. After the nurse practitioner that checked me out and and basically made me come out feeling like an idiot patient, (I hate it when random practitioners make you feel like that) I went to pick up my ID card. The lady at the front desk had a collection of some international passports ( I think for the international students?) and ID cards. I tell her my name and watch as she naturally moves towards the international passports and I stood there quietly watching her as she looked through each passport.
I could have saved her some trouble and told her , "Excuse me ma'am but I turned in my school ID card, and even if I did turn in a passport it would be an AMERICAN one"
Instead I decided 1. it really wasn't such a big deal anyways 2. I'm sure she'll figure it out soon enough 3. I'm too lazy and I have nothing else to do all day 4. I am not about to call somebody ma'am...I don't know why but I always felt weird even using that term in my head.
Anyways, it turned out that I had to tell her anyways cuz she was getting kinda confused when she couldn't find me. And in her defense, my ID card was kinda hidden.
ANDDDDDD that's it. Moral of the story is, well I don't think there is a moral. Okay this story had nothing to do with positiveness or inspiration, I don't even know why I just told you guys about it.
I'm just going to give you a moral of the story anyways and it ISSSSSS, (*looks up cool sounding Chinese proverb*) ' Do not use a hatchet to remove a fly from your friend's forehead'
Because, you know, the hatchet can kill them. So the moral of the story is buy a fly swatter!! And use it gently people, seriously, those things can hurt.
Note: This moral is for another story, a story...in the future...the sometime very soon future of one day.