April 17: A pure day from hell.

I'm...not dead yet.

I still ask myself, “Why am I not gone yet?” Yesterday was a day that I would love to forget. In fact, I have to forget this day, because I sacrificed a number of things, part of a baseball game that would see my home team drop, and barely missing a bus. On top of that, my hockey team, the Anaheim Ducks, squandered a sweep that night, and the Angels continued their evil losing ways once again.

The biggest one that had to hurt was the fact that I had a second unexcused tutoring absence. It was not something I wanted to sacrifice, but given that my laptop was going through an important software upgrade, I had to give that up.

On top of that, I was a no-show at the ISSA meeting because my laptop was still going through the upgrade. The people at the labs could not let my laptop go unattended, and if I pulled the plug, I would still be stuck with Vista Home Premium, instead of Vista Ultimate, which was finally finished over an hour after the meeting concluded.

I had enough time to get the baseball game, but the Dirtbags were awful against LMU. Inept pitching. Horrible fielding. And extra innings after squandering the opportunity to win the game with the bases loaded in the bottom of the ninth.

To make matters worse, I missed my bus heading to Downtown Long Beach. And for an exclamation point, my sister goes far as to call me an idiot. I’m not sure I can accept her apology afterwards, unless she pays for my bloody tuition. She’s 10 times the schumck I will ever be, that older sister of mine.

I am still stunned and in disbelief that I could survive such a nightmarish day. Maybe the man upstairs is telling me to wait a long while before he puts me in the know. Guess life will have to go on for me...for now.