self-prophesy...i quit

in my intro to counseling lab this morning, we did some role playing to work on our basic counseling responses. it was...interesting...and a little awkward. we were paired up with another person in lab (which my lab only has seven people in it..six present this morning) and one person acts as the counselor while the other acts as the client. acting as a client is harding than it sounds. we did several different role play scenarios so that the person acting as the counselor could implement several different responses we had learned. me and my partner had stories from being pregnant and not knowing who the father is to having known a guy for two weeks and eloping. it was all just great fun. (note the sarcasm, please)

after realizing i would never make it has a novelist, i headed to chapel--come to the quiet--where i decided to sit alone today so that i wouldn't be distracted and could spend some quality time with our amazing Lord. well, so much for that. a few rows behind me, someone was blaring rap music on their ipod. the guys directly behind me were whispering and scoffing the entire time, not to mention the girl who found it more important to discuss that she was eating a pb&j for lunch rather than silently worship God. my prayers during chapel consisted of "please Lord, give me the strength not to turn around and say something indecent or make a scene in the middle of chapel. amen."

so, my day is already going..not great..or even good..just fine. i go home after picking up some lunch at sharky's and eat and work on my homework for my class at 3:30..which wait, i should still be in right now.......except for the fact that i never went. and why, do you ask i skipped class today? well, to bring you to the whole "self-prophesy" part of the deal, back during the role playing part of the day, when i was acting as the client, i made up this whole story about how i was extremely stressed out from helping with my brothers and sisters (all made up of course) and it was just really wearing me down. well, my mother asked me to pick up my youngest brother some food today and take it up to his school before i had class. you see, he had his very first football game today and all the little boys have their moms bring them some food before the game. so, i go get his food and i go up to school. as i'm walking in the front door of the school, the principal stops me and says "football food? you can't leave it here. they should have gotten a note about where to drop it off. go around back!" now, this guy was the principal when i went to school..and he has always been a jerk. so, i go and get in my car and drive around back. now where exactly am i supposed to drop off this food...? no clue. it's about 3:00 about now, so i call my mom. she doesn't answer. i call her at least 6 more times..and no answer. so i finally decide to call her up at the high school, where she works. except that i didn't have the number to the high school...so i called 411. the number 411 gave me sent me to the administration office, which then after a series of "press 1 for ____, press 2 for ____" i finally got transferred to the high school...where i was then on hold for almost 10 minutes waiting for my mom. she then tells me she doesn't know what to do either, because evidently she never saw this "note" and she tells me to text my brother and tell him i'm waiting. well, i text him..a few times...and call him, and nothing. i don't even see him in the hordes of little jr. high boys pouring out of the school..so i wait, and wait, and wait, and wait. 45 minutes pass and still no brother. i call my little sister to get ahold of my mom (because, oh yeah, she lost her cell phone...) to tell her that i still haven't seen him. she tells me to keep waiting and says "don't you have class?" to which i reply "welp, guess i'm not going since i'm almost 30 minutes late" ...then after about 5 more minutes, i see these twerpy little boys loading onto the bus..so i give up and go home. his food is now in the refrigerator..and i, instead of being in class, am writing this blog about how annoyed i am.

today is just one of those days when i want to quit life. not die, just quit.