Quite a Grumble Day

It all started this morning...well, actually, now that I think about it, it started last night when I came home late from Bible study looking forward to watching The Office which my younger brother had quite willingly agreed to tape for me. The only problem was that Hunter forgot to set the channel on the VCR, so what I came home to was a lovely half hour of K-Cal 9 News. Woopee.

Then this morning, my parents had to borrow my car, which left me with their Caprice to drive to and from school. It was only a slight inconvenience, and I was happy that I was able to help my parents out by letting them borrow my car, but halfway to school I realized that I had left my parking permit in my car....no way of getting it back in time either because by that time my mom was already at work all the way in Pasadena. So that left me to search for parking on the streets surrounding my school, desperately trying to find regions where there weren't "No Parking Anytime" signs. I found a place in a two-hour parking region probably a third of a mile away from my first class which I was already late for because of the extra time spent trying to find a place to park. But, I just walked as fast as I could and tried not to think of what my teacher would think of me entering the class room eight minutes late.

As I walked, my dear green flip-flops, trustworthy to always keep me in style, began ferociously rubbing the inside of my foot. I recognized that sore pain of a blister forming but simply pushed it out of my mind.

I had to leave my second (and last class of the day) early because I needed to make sure I got back to the Caprice before my two-hours were over. So again, I walked as fast as I could probably a half mile back to my car. And on the way, my left green flip-flop gave out, as you can see in the picture. Flip-flop, I have been so kind to you over the years to continue to wear you even though I know you give me blisters. The least you could do was continue being a shoe for me during a time that I needed you most.

Anyways, I walked a long time on dirty pavement and asphalt BAREFOOT, thanks to my fashionable green flip-flop. I am now back at home with a mission of getting knew shoes and cleaning my feet before I go back to school to study with some fellow physics students.

I want to buy myself an ice cream cone. Actually, no, I want my parents to buy me an ice cream cone. Whoever reads this, please join in the petition (by leaving your comment) to have my parents buy me an ice cream cone! :)