I Had One Job

I was so calm when I woke up this morning. I slept in, watched some Batman: The Animated Series, and had chocolate for breakfast. It was going to be such a peaceful day. I had one job: go to my Graphic Design final at 2:45. After that, school is over and it's back to getting ready for Disney. You'd think that I'd be able to do that. To do my one job. You are wrong. 

At 10:25 I get a message from my professor while I'm eating my glorious breakfast of Hershey chocolate.

'Kendra, you missed your final for SCM 110 A. Are  you alright?'

I am proud to say that she asked that question, since I normally don't skip class. 

Anyway, I go into a complete state of panic. This is a pass/fail class, which most people love. I had been majoring in Graphic Design, which I'm awful at, so I've switched to Marketing. Whether or not I pass this class depends on my results from this final. 

So naturally, I freak out. I start calling the college, and asking to speak to my professor. She isn't there. What do I do next? I start considering if I should go in at all since I've probably lost all hope of ever passing this class, or any class ever again. My mom promptly told me I was being stupid and to drag my butt into town and handle this like an adult. Which I did. 

After running ( and I RAN, I didn't jog. I was losing it! ) from student parking all the way across campus to the building where I could contact Student Services to figure out what was going on, I see the schedule. Through the pain shooting inside my cramping legs, my lungs burning, and my eyes watering with wussy-ness, I see the schedule. 

DESIGN TECH: SCM 110A - WED, DEC 10, 2:25 - 4:45

In case you're wondering, today is Thursday. Awesome. 

So thankfully (we'll call her Freakin Angel, since she is one) Freakin Angel from the Student Success Center helps me figure out what to do. 

Which brings us here. I am sitting at a college computer, waiting to hear back from my professor to see it I just screwed up weeks of grueling extra credit projects and late nights of studying. We'll see. 

I had one job.