published august 22, 2022.
GOD today was so long and exhausting. i woke up at 6:30 in the morning but i decided to sleep through my alarm for a little bit only to wake up 15 minutes later. i thought i could get ready quickly and get to the bus stop on time but i guess my brain is still stuck in the mindset that i live two seconds away from the bus stop that i was moving so slow and ended up getting to the bus stop a tiny bit late, but its okay because i caught the 91 soon after. i couldnt recall where the 90 buses stop so i didnt think it stopped on campus (since google maps + the sms lbt bus times didnt say it would) so after a grueling half hour of traffic i decided to
get off near the language arts buildings, which is half a campus away from my first lecture at 8am and i was already late from the
traffic. so im walking as fast as i can to class and realize that the 90 buses do stop at the go beach sign which was closer to my class and i literally wanted to slap myself across the face.
  i got to class late (my first time ever getting to any college class more than 5 minutes late!!!) and there werent many seats available so i had to sit in the front squished
between a few people. my mind was so numb at this point i couldnt even focus on what prof. ██████████ was saying because i was dead tired from walking and mentally exhausted from all the traffic and the thought of being late. but it was nice to see him again -- i did have him my freshman year and he was a lot taller in person than i imagined. not that he would remember me but i almost wanted to say hi to him when i walked up to his desk to write my name on the sign in sheet, but i didnt.
  while i was walking to brotman hall to submit my paperwork for my new job i saw a squirrel and a snail. the squirrel got surprisingly really close to me and the snail was super cute. i wanted to pick it up but then i got worried that i wouldnt know where to put it back down.
  as much as i hate waking up so early in the morning sometimes, i also really love it. the weather was just the perfect amount of gloomy and the perfect temperature and the perfect brightness. it felt like a real first day of school, just like all the ones from elementary to
high school, where i would get to campus ridiculously early and watch
all the students slowly trickle in and hang out near their
classes, chatting with each other to shake the grogginess
off. it reminded me of sitting by the 200 building at ████
  and watching the sun rise.
  brotman hall didnt accept my paperwork. apparently i was missing a form that i accidentally overlooked in my inbox (i told ███████ that i never received it -- total