me talking to the computer about my bad day.............

ok,
im in track(and i like it)
oh well,
and it is a school-rule not to where your track sweaters, except on track meet days,
yesterday morning was cold,
so i thought
"oh, well, ill change it when i get to my locker"
(where my buchies of sweaters are at!)
*ahem*
anyways,
so i wore it,
2 frickin' seconds later of walking into the school doors,
and the principle starts yelling and bitchin' at me,
here's the dialouge::
bitch=principle
me=me

*walked in*
*2 sec. later*
bitch-"hey, what are you doing wearing that sweater?"
me-i had nothing else to wear,i-"
bitch-"take it off"
me-"im gonna, once i get to my locker."
bitch-"you know youre not supposed to wear except on meet days, right?"
me-"yeah, but im going to change it"
bitch-"yes, but walked in with it on."
me-"i am going to change it. <and yes, i said that slow!

that's all i can remember,
but it amde me sooooo mad.
that's not it!

i also left my converse shoes,my bag,my clothes(i went home in my track stuff)
i left it all in the locker room!
once i looked into the lost and found,
my bag was completely searched!
so all my stuff was falling out of it.

ugh,
and i forgot to bring my track shorts and my best friend's girl friend shoes back to her,
i felt so bad!
and that's it
i know there was more
but all i can remeber..........

well isn't that the cherry on top of the gaint crap-sandwich that is my day.?