A Day in the Life of My Introverted Self (and the Wild Ride That Was Today)

So, here’s the deal. I had a plan today. It was a simple one: go to class at 10 AM, head to my doctor’s appointment at 2 PM, and maybe squeeze in a nap somewhere. Sounds straightforward, right? Well, welcome to my life.

The chaos began on the minibus, a ride everyone uses but is often driven by Hispanics in my area. Let me tell you—this bus was a whole experience. Someone decided to bless us with the worst-smelling fart imaginable 💨🤢. No escape, nowhere to turn, and I just had to sit there pretending it wasn’t happening while silently dying inside 😭. Oh, and the driver? Slow as molasses. I could’ve walked faster 🚶🏾‍♀️💨.

Then came the infamous 704 bus app fiasco 📲. It told me the bus was coming in TWO minutes, which was a straight-up lie. I waited twenty minutes before realizing I had been bamboozled 🕒🙄. At this point, I had no choice but to fork over $11 for a Lyft 🚗💸. Sure, it was a lot cheaper than the $30 rides I’ve taken before, but still—a hit to my wallet.

Finally, I made it downtown for my doctor’s appointment, only to find out they were on break 😤. Classic. My introverted self just wanted a nap at this point 😴, but instead, I had to power through.

But wait—there’s more. The bus ride home was pure chaos. I boarded, hoping for a quiet ride, but of course, it was 3 PM, which meant loud, obnoxious teens everywhere 🗣️🙉. And me? I had no headphones 🎧❌. They broke last week, leaving me defenseless against the madness. Every shout and laugh felt like a personal attack on my peace 😖.

As if that wasn’t enough, at one point, I was minding my own business playing a game on my iPad 📱🎮 when I glanced up and saw my cousin standing at a bus stop. Instead of getting on the 704, which would’ve dropped her right by the house 🏠, she decided to ride with a friend going in the opposite direction 🤔. I texted her—no response 📵. I called her and asked what the heck she was thinking. She said, “I’m riding with my friend.” Ridiculous! Nowhere near home, no plan, and no sense. Teens, man 😩.

To top it all off, the driver on my bus nearly missed my stop, and when I finally got home, I had to deal with the icing on the cake: math class 🧮📚. I logged in, and guess what? Forty-five review questions. FORTY-FIVE. All of this for a quiz tomorrow that isn’t even open book 🤬. Am I supposed to memorize all this? Because let me tell you right now—it’s not happening.

Well, I’m falling asleep 😪, and I just didn’t finish the review questions. It’s whatever—I wasn’t gonna remember all that anyway 🤷🏾‍♀️.

Now, as I’m trying to wind down, I’ve been getting alerts about a shelter-in-place on the other campus 🚨, with news that someone is there with a gun 🔫. It’s terrifying 😔, and all I can do is hope everyone stays safe and that this situation ends without tragedy 🙏🏾.

And that, my friends, wraps up this whirlwind of a day. If you’ve made it this far, thanks for coming along on the ride. Life might be exhausting, but at least it makes for a good blog post ✍🏾💻.