Getting Worse

It's about an hour after the flat iron discovery and it's officially gotten worse. I had to put my hair back into oh so classy french braids but my morning seemed to be going better. I even remembered my iced coffee in the mason jar.

Classy Jar to Compliment My Classy Braids

Then it happened, I open the front door and I'm greeted with rain. No big, I'll just sprint to my car which happens to be all the way at the end of the driveway. Keys and Bug in hand, I go for it. As I run up and start clicking the unlock button I reach for the door ...... Still locked. Maybe I pressed the wrong button? That's cool I'll just try again. Ehhhhh! Still wrong. Finally, I decide to unlock it manually (gasp) and I end up setting off the alarm. I'm pretty sure my neighbors now thoroughly hate me. Before it was an almost hate and now it's concrete. Eventually the coffee kicks in and I start the car, silencing te alarm for the time being. Im assuming my dead keys have something to do with a huge auarium magnet some one got yesterday for father's day but this is only speculation. So now I'm running ( actually walking slowly after all most busting my butt on the wet daycare floor) to work with slave-trade braids and semi- wet clothes. I've decided to spend my metro commute writing this entry and focusing on my ever so important playlist. Studying can totally wait( rolls eyes)! Side note: why is it that I get annoyed when people sit by me and the metro is semi empty but I get even more pissed when I'm one of the last people to have a seat partner? It's like when they don't sit by me they're saying" I'd rather take my chances sitting by the crazy metro bum than sitting next to the splendid young woman with the scowl". I'll stop ranting now.