Going to Class on Rainy Days is Hard

Today was rainy, dreary, windy, painful. My umbrella was blown upside down more than once, and even with an umbrella my hair still ended up looking like crap. I never noticed how bad it was outside when it rains hard because well, I never used to go to class.

I have a morning routine now. Yes. It's not a routine really, it's more like coffee and breakfast: must haves. Coffee especially because I am in a class called Natural Disturbances and Disasters. So after I walk to DRL (located on the farthest reaches of the universe) and brave the rain while holding my delicious Cosi's mint mocha, I find myself a cute little seat next to the aisle and cozy up and get ready for class. Right then, I was thinking it doesn't get any better than this. 5 minutes into class, a late girl walks up to me and attempts to squeeze past me into the middle seats. I'm thinking, if you're late, you should grab the nearest seat FRESHMAN, but ok whatever, have your go. So just as she's moving past me, her big bulky backpack swings around and next thing I know, my cosi's coffee, the one that I only took two sips of, the reason that I wake up in the mornings, the reason that I stay awake in this class where we incessantly talk about Hurricane Katrina, goes sailing across me. Coffee all over the floor...and me, we shared. I let out this tiny little yelp in the middle of class, I turn to look at her in utter disbelief. She looks at me and goes: "oh I'm sorry" and then sits down like she DIDNT just completely ruin someone's morning.

BEING IN THIS CLASS, You should KNOW HOW IMPORTANT COFFEE IS, BITCH. For the next 40 minutes, I slept like a baby, I hate her. I hate rain. I want my Cosi's Mint Mocha back. Die Freshman Dieeeee. To be fair, I really don't know if she was a freshman, but I'm pretty sure that only Freshman could pull off something so dumb.