Dining Hall Hostility

Today was a very productive day for me. I woke up at 7am and got some mandatory morning lifting done for rugby, which was a success. Waking up early is something I wish I could keep on doing, but I am often too lazy or sleepy to do so. Being up that early feels absolutely great, except for one minor detail. The action of getting out of bed is the worst. One, you feel like absolute shit, and Two, you have no where near the same motivation as you did the night before when you said "I'm sure I will wake up tomorrow morning." You think that it would be okay to miss it once, and everyone knows it will eventually become a habit. But I feel tremendously great after a morning work out, and this is giving me much of an incentive to continue doing so for post-season. Another good thing about waking up early is making it to the delicious dining hall breakfast. On top of that, I only had one class today, which I just sat back, chilled, and text numerous folk. I received my formal analysis paper after lecture, and earned a freaking A on it. I was really surprised to get A, considering that I am placed into the shittiest english composition class. I was so stoked, I text my sister about it. How lame, yes i know. Also, work today was a breeze. 4 hours of facebooking on your work computer may sound like a difficult task, but yeah I put up with it (haha). Soon after I had practice, which was once again a success. It left me with that "I am tired as fuck, but I think that was an overall good practice, but I'm still tired as fuck" feeling. So success, success, success. I go have dinner with dooshbag Paul, and future ucla cheerleader Jason, which is pretty much a usual tradition. I find us a table and pull out chairs and it ACCIDENTALLY hits the person behind me. Within seconds I hear "EXCUSE ME...MMHMMM" as you might already know from the dialogue, it was a fat obnoxious "My voice is fucking annoying and I know it, but I will continue talking out loud to secretly make a scene and piss everyone off" black girl. Seriously!?! WHAT THE FUCK. As nice as I am I apologize and say "I'm sorry for that." This young lady tilted her head down over her fat protruding neck, raised her eyes and eyebrows that were held within in her HUGE black framed eye glasses (not chic at all), and stared right at me. Does one need to really make a scene for every little inconvenience? or does one enjoy being a fat bitch to people who fucking kindly apologize. I understand how annoying that is because there are times people would do that to me, but please THIS FUCKING WORLD WAS NOT JUST MADE FOR YOUR CONVENIENCE. So I walked away, and tended to some food and that girl would mad dog me across the dining hall. I tend to lack physical seriousness during moments like this, especially with some one as obnoxious as her telling me "excuse me!" I couldn't help laughing and telling my friends how rude this girl was and how unnecessary her attitude was. Honestly, if you have seen this girls face, most of you would straight up punch her right in the fucking jaw and laugh at her as she cries on the floor. May I have a raise of hands? IM SORRY THAT YOU TOOK UP ALL THE ROOM AND MY CHAIR JUST HAPPENED TO BUMP INTO YOURS, I could have easily told her, "Sorry it is sort of your fault, your taking up way too much room, your big enough, and we don't need your ego that size either." Staying optomistic, I didn't let this ruin my day of success.
I have other things to do than have a pointless dispute.

all day everyday, eddayday
Seriously will unleash hell on her if I run into her again