Bad Life Choices of the Day

In no particular order:
#1: Wearing my favorite clogs to class
#2: Wearing my last pair of clean jeans to class
#3: Not packing my umbrella in my bag in case of emergency
#4: Getting out of bed

Little did I know today that when I put on my clogs (aka tractionless shoes of death) that I would be stepping out onto wet pavement. The relationship my clogs and wet pavement create is that of rollerblades on ice. My brisk 12 minute walk to class turned into a 25 minute gliding struggle. I'm sure it was a sight to see me trying to go up and down hills holding onto buildings and poles. I did finally make it to class, just with a little less dignity than I had before.

This was only the beginning.

After getting out of my 11:30 class, we discovered that it was raining, wait, monsooning. The roof of the patio in our school was leaking and it was actually raining inside of the building. I tried to wait it out but to no avail. I finally started back to my apartment after packing my backpack with papertowels in hopes of protecting my computer and Ipod. As soon as I got outside of the school my socks were soaked on contact. I started my glide/shuffle down the hill and slowly my jeans started becoming wetter and wetter. After my 30 minute walk home I walked into our room and my roommate looked at me like I'd been hit by a bus.

I am now wearing my american eagle sweatpants and my nikes (poop free). My little pink umbrella is tucked securely in my backpack because as soon as I left to come back to school, the rain ceased and the sun came out.

Touché, God.