A Full Day

I did something amazing yesterday.
I drove to my final in the rain. I managed to get Matt and drive us to our final. All with a nice brace on my knee. This deeply angered my mom, who has been sending my dad over here to do some of the driving for me, and they weren’t too happy with my decision. I chose to go that route because my knee actually felt better yesterday. OMG! How dare I get well!!
Last night, my mom caused some drama for me. She got upset at me for going with Matt, and she said I was ‘pissing away a good thing’ aka Dennis’ money. Hmm. Well. Ok. I could see it if I were actually having an affair with Matt, but my seduction skills haven’t enabled me to master gays yet. I’ve decided that my mom is very prejudice for a woman in an interracial marriage. She dislikes Matt because he’s gay. I actually told her last night that I would be ashamed of myself if I knew someone nearly thirty years and couldn’t properly insult them. She didn’t get it. When she calmed down I told her I had a small duty to make sure Matt got to his finals, and I was afraid she’d try to push him off on her nasty male friend, much like she did when I was in grammar school.
So guess what I spent today doing?
After my last final, I spent two hours racing from store to store looking for a Mother’s Day present for her. Aren’t I so ungrateful and spoiled?
Finals…
That’s another funny thing that happened. I originally woke up at 10am, then fell back asleep and didn’t set my alarm. I woke up with Dennis walking past the bed, and I asked what time it was. “One,” he replied. “Ohmigod!!!” I cried and jumped out of bed. “What?” he asked. “My final starts at one!” I replied. I hurried and got dressed, then raced out the door as fast as I could. Picked up Matt and drove to the University testing center. Matt and I got there at exacty 1:20pm. Not bad. The teacher asked us why we were late. “Because you’re a clock watcher,” I replied. Apparently, that’s the wrong answer. She gave me a dirty look as I hurried off to the testing center cubicle.
I want to write more, but I’ve taken my narcotics and I’m sleepy now. Plus I haven’t eaten today. I need to do that too.

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