Today was one of those days… One of those days where you’re running late, you missed breakfast, your dog made a mess, you painted your eyelid with mascara and guess what? You still haven’t had your coffee. Those days can feel like the world is out to get us, but does it make you feel better that we all have those days? We’re human, and that’s the beauty of it! We’ve all had our moms tell us either get your head out of your a$$ or “no dejas la cabeza porque la tienes pegada al cuerpo”— today it happened to me.
After having an extensive debate with my mom, the night before about how I should skip school the next day due to a protest going on in the metro area, and of course her denying my point and making me go to school — I had already started my day off badly because I went to bed angry and defeated.
My usual 6:00 a.m. alarm made sure to remind me I had lost the argument the night before, and let me know it was time to get up and question if I really needed an education. To my surprise, I had accidentally set a 6:30 a.m. alarm instead, and I ALSO hit the snooze and woke up 10 minutes later. Have you ever had those moments? You wake up peacefully from your snooze button nap to notice that you’re 30 minutes behind schedule? Then you proceed to throw the decoration pillows onto your bed and shove your legs in your pants as quick as you can, to make sure your mom doesn’t notice that you set the wrong alarm… yeah, only me? I rushed to my phone (keep in mind I’m half naked, rushed, and hopeless at this point) to check the school’s website, just hoping, crossing my fingers, that school canceled classes for the day. Low and behold, it didn’t. I was furious, so I got dressed and stormed downstairs.
I got to school to find out that half of my class didn’t show up, and neither had my bra. You know that feeling? You know you forgot something and can’t remember what it is. You’re walking up to the school, jiggling about, and it’s only when you’re hopping up the third step when you realize. “Oh no…” You look back and it’s too late, your mom drove away. The rest of my day was mad boring, and to make matters worse, there’s always that teacher. The one that even though half the class was absent, had the pleasure of saying: “If they fall behind, it’s their problem for missing school” speech as she handed us a worksheet. The day went by slower, and slower, and slower. I even texted my mom to pick me up for lunch and got hit with the “Read: 9:15 am.” Hours later, at 3:20 the agonizing school day was over. So, as I jiggled my way back to the car, and was just happy to uncross my arms for the first time in the day, looking like a half-baked flan, I was informed we were now going to the supermarket, to finalize my day.
Bottom line is, when we feel that the world is out to crush our dreams — maybe it is ya know? — and ruin our new blouse with coffee or wine, you must take the “L” at this point and accept that you’ve had better days and you probably should have listened to your mom who told you multiple times to get organized the night before. Learning process folks, that’s all I’ve got to say. Listen to your mom, set up your alarm clock, and don’t hit snooze again.