I'm not drunk, just... I don't know... I'm surprised I'm not acting worse right now... You see, today was my last day of school, and I've been bored out of my fucking mind. I got volunteered into checking locker serial numbers... So basically I spent from the time homeroom started to three minutes before the end of third period (we have a block schedule, four periods per semester)checking the backs of locks to see if people had the correct locks on their lockers. Our lockers are stacked, so half of that time was spent on my feet and the other half was spent on my hands and knees crawling on that NASTY floor... My pants are dirty, my feet are killing me, my knees are killing me, and I think it made my strangely-injured toe worse... To top it all off, I can barely walk now because my shins are numb and you would not believe how MIND-NUMBING it is to stare at the backs of 1500 locks, read the serial numbers, record them, and switch back the ones that've been switched by friends.

My mind is completely fuzzed. On top of that, I was given the original locker program on my jump drive and a copy of the serial list so that I could enter the new lock serials and combos to the lockers for next year's list... On the plus side, I DO have ALL of the school's locker combos at my fingertips... But, even though I wasn't supposed to come in tomorrow or Friday because I exempted my finals, I now have to come in and tell them that I could not redo the list because it turns out that I do not have Excel. I am also expected to be the one to run ahead of the locker-cleaning committee with the key to open all of the lockers and then I am expected to help clean out the lockers... And then I have to redo the program on the school computer's... It's a full day's work. That I wouldn't normally have to do. And I hurt. Like I said, I'm surprised I haven't gone insane.