Whats gonna happen with school now?

today was the crappiest monday to date.

first i woke up so tired i wanted to cry. but i managed to drag myself into the car. we forgot to get gas this weekend so i was close to E. oh great. but no time to fill up, we're running late. so i get to the mccarthur causeway to drop off ed at work and the entire bridge is a parking lot. fuuuuuuck. so now there's no doubt i'm gonna be late to class. but then all the traffic the stop and go i draining my gas. the light turns on next to the gage. i finally get to the beach, drop off ed and go to get gas. now the pump i go to, the regular nozzle is broken. grrr. so i go to another one. of course i'm filling up my tank in the most expensive place possible (south beach). so i get back on the highway and go to north miami beach. i call my teacher and tell him i'm running late. i get to school like 10 min late. when i walk in everyone has a really long face. like someone just died or something. my teacher had just broken the bad news.

he was offered a job back in cali (where he's originally from) and he's leaving in 2 weeks. *this is the sound of my world crumbling*. i'm too tired to go into the many ways we're being screwed. i'll shortly list them. either A. we get a teacher who's a complete asshole like our asshole director (my teacher's boss). B we get a teacher that doesn't know enough and we get a half assed education. C. the d-bag of a director can't find a teacher and postpones the class till God knows when. Which will totally screw me. so right now the first 2 don't sound so bad.

so yeah. some other crappy stuff happened after that (hit my knee, got blocked out of the entrance to my building, tried to take a nap and couldn't sleep) but the worst was the teacher stuff.

keep your fingers crossed for me. i've come this far, worked this hard, it would be devastating to have that all ruined due to circumstances beyond my control.