Be Extraordinary!

I’m stuck on my economics public policy assignment. The Prof said this assignment was suppose to be easy too…and now I feel like I’m mentally challenged. I ask my classmates and none of them have even started….its due coming Monday. He’s one of those Profs that read right off his slides, and then he tries to summarize it by saying “Basically…blah blah blah…”, then the whole class gets even more confused. I mutter under my breath, “That was not freakin’ basic at all.” Aside from that, a disturbing thought surfaced my head the other day. I better get my career started so I can retire my parents…because the sooner they retire, the less stress they’ll have and my grandmother already has Alzheimer’s...I just hope its not genetically linked to my mom also…

I wake up the alarm clock ringing…I purposely set the alarm clock ring tone to be the most annoying one (it’s the sound screaming of little girls when they walk into a haunted house…and no, its not a sign of pedophilia..) I could find so it’ll force me to wake up, turn off the alarm clock so I’ll stop hearing it. I meant to hit the snooze button but accidently pressed the off button instead without noticing it off…why the hell is the snooze button is so close to the off button anyway…such a bad design. I ended up waking up 2 hours later…

I’m late for class. I rushed in my car down highway 404 then to 401 before turning into the parking lot of UTSC. I ran down the hallway to my 2nd year media studies class. I violently yanked open the door of the lecture theatre causing a big commotion on accident and walked down the stairs trying to find a seat. All heads turned and all eyes were on me…even the professor stopped lecturing and looked my way…it was completely silent, I could hear a pin drop. Suddenly, I tripped over someone’s bag and rolled down the stairs. The edge of one of the stair steps hit my tail bone, that’s when I figured I’d had to stop rolling down the stairs…I stuck my hand out to reach for the ground to stop rolling. I picked myself up from the ground….dusted myself off. I turned around to see how far I actually rolled down the stairs…it was from the 4th last row at the top all the way to the 5th row in the front. The whole lecture was still silent…I looked back at the Prof…he had a big smile on his face and then the rest of the students in the lecture exploded in laughter…even I laughed along. The girl in the 5th row walked up to me and gave me a hug, she smiled to me telling me not to worry and that nobody saw it. What a sweet girl! Thanks to the rolling down the stairs incident, I'm now the most popular dude in the class, people would see me in the halls and smile or chuckle...I smile back because it reminds me of my clumsiness...

Man…what a day! I gotta get back to something I’m good at…