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Today it took me over an hour to drive home (my commute is usually less than fifteen minutes) because there was a bomb threat on one of the freeways. This is bad enough.

Funnily enough (not really) it was about five minutes after I escaped the gridlock, when I was in the middle lane of a three-lane highway, that I hear two short beeps behind me.

I sort of jumped – I wasn’t doing anything wrong; I wasn’t absent-mindedly running over the little reflector lights on the sides of the lanes, my signal light hadn’t been left on, etc.

I look to my left and there is the guy who honked at me, giving me the creepiest shit-eating grin I have ever seen, and as soon as I’ve caught his eye in disbelief he revs his motor and then SHOOTS off like a rocket, leaving me speechless.

I don’t know if that guy was pervy, or just felt like messing with me, or what, but I am completely skeeved out and a little shaken.

Usually when people honk at me I know what I was doing wrong right away, but for once I’ve racked my brains and I can’t think of anything, and I think this is what is making me feel so bad about it – am I that bad of a driver, that I can’t even tell if I’m doing something wrong anymore?
Or was this guy just being a dick?

I guess as far as driving goes, I won’t be achieving this goal anytime soon…

Phase one of fabulous paper-writing – getting a research question approved – is complete!

My TA started out today’s class by telling us that he only approved about 10% of the research questions handed in for consideration.
Then once we were all good and depressed he gave me mine.

I looked at it and saw that he had circled the big, all-caps DISAPPROVED on the front page because I had “insufficient research” and a part of me died because what the hell, I totally got like eleven books and bookmarked five articles and I read them all and HOW COULD I DO ALL THAT AND STILL SUCK SO HARD? But then I turned the page and…

What the…? “Christianity in Japan”? This isn’t my topic!

...He’d given me the wrong assignment. /crashes head into desk

I got my real paper back and, heart pounding, scanned the front page…

I

GOT

AN

A!

I suddenly like my TA a lot more now :3

One thing bothers me, though: in the process of doing the assignment, I wrote “WHO IS HE LOL” in my annotated bibliography so that I would remember to come back to that part later. The obnoxious netspeak and all caps was meant to draw my attention – which is ironic because I completely forgot to take it out of my final draft!

/crashes head into desk again

I’m sure my TA saw it, but he didn’t comment on it. But oh my shit, part of me is going to shrivel up in shame every time I see him.

Gaahhhh! It’s got a trumpet for chrissakes! I can just hear it going “bwaaaaaa~♪”

NNNGH.

Self-control…waning…