My morning adventure

This morning I had one of the most spectacular yet now seemingly meaningless adventure. As I have before mentioned, my spanish final was set for today at 7:30am and we were told that if we arrived even a minute late, we would not receive a test. Then of course, I could not sleep at all last night. I woke up at least seven times. So I woke up at 6:30 and hit the snooze button. I woke up again at 6:40 and turned my alarm clock off. I woke up again at 7:00 from the alarm on my phone and hit the snooze on that (I'm not a morning person and I do not like waking up) and thought I would get up at 7:10 but then I had the most random dream. I dreampt that the CIA recruited me to help bring down the drug cartel in Show Low and then in New York. My mom was very supportive, but my brothers were not. They said it was stupid and dangerous. Anyway, I woke up again and looked at the time on my phone, it read 7:22. Immediately forgetting my exhaustion, I jumped out of bed, put on my sneakers without regard to socks, and pulled on the first sweatshirt I saw (which happened to be a bright pink hoodie with Animal from the Muppets on it in case you were wondering) and ran out the door grabbing my keys, my phone and a pencil. I rushed down the stairs and out the door. I was booking it! Luckily my shoes have those little bumps on the bottom to give them traction so I was able to run all the way to Babbit. About halfway there I realized my phone was gone. I looked back but I knew I didn't have time, so I decided my grade in Spanish was more important than my phone and I ran the rest of the way to Babbit. I took the final, which I think I did well on, and people began arriving late and she gave them a test anyway! I was so mad. Anyhow, I started to retrace my footsteps but to no avail. I was certain that my little phone had joined the eskimos. I went back to my dorm room and got dressed because I was freezing wearing nothing but pajama pants and a hoodie. My roommate and retraced my path again, this time using her phone to call mine, but we could not find it. I called my mom and told her so she could have Verizon shut it off. The funny thing is that I prayed before calling her and heard a voice in my head say "check the lost and found" but I figured geez that never works and instead ate breakfast with my roommate. Again I was prompted to check the lost and found. Finally I caved and figured what the heck it couldn't hurt. It was there the whole time! Apparently someone saw it fall from my pocket as I was running and turned it in. Yay! Thank goodness for human decency!

Finals week- (annoying sobs in the background)

Next week is finals week- gag. My first final is at 7:30 AM Monday morning. Whoever decided to schedule it so early should be publicly shunned and then the monkies from Madagascar should fling poo at them. As for my other finals- I have to do a giant portfolio for my Honor's 190 class, a portfolio and final exam for Photograpy, an exam covering everything we've done in class and some we haven't for Art History and of course Spanish. Why did I want to come to college again?