Awkwardly Introverted

Monday started off completely on the wrong foot—and honestly, it never recovered. I left the house thinking I was good to go, only to realize once I got to class that I had forgotten everything. No iPad. No charger. No umbrella. No rain boots. And to top it off, no pen. Who forgets a pen on a school day? Me, apparently. I was just sitting there in class with absolutely nothing, looking like I rolled out of a cloud and into a mess. And of course, it was pouring. Not just a light drizzle—pouring ☔. The kind of rain that soaks you straight through, no matter what you’re wearing. My sneakers were immediately drenched, and my socks? Squishy. My windbreaker did what it could, but eventually that got soaked too. I could feel cold rain sliding down my shirt and sticking to my skin, and the discomfort was unreal. After class, I stopped at 7-Eleven to grab a coffee and some of their hot chicken ☕🍗. My stomach was fine, but I needed something warm—and honestly, I was just trying to reset the...

  Let me set the scene: It’s a cold, windy Friday 🌬️❄️, and I, a humble commuter, just want to get to my destination without being swept off my feet—literally. The wind? Absolutely feral. I’m gripping the bus stop pole for dear life 🫨, and even that thing is shaking like it’s questioning its life choices. I check the NJ Transit app, hoping for good news. Spoiler alert: there is none. The bus downtown was supposed to arrive at 1:00 PM but, of course, didn’t show up until 1:08 PM—making its entrance like a hero in a poorly timed movie 🎬. And as if waiting in the cold wasn’t bad enough, I had to pay $1.80 for the ride.  $1.80!!  Back in the day, it was only $1.10, but thanks to inflation and NJ Transit’s endless greed, I must suffer 💸😩. I finally arrived in downtown Paterson and took care of what I needed to do. Mission accomplished… kind of. Then came round two: fighting the wind 🌪️ as I struggled to walk back to the bus stop. Once again, NJ Transit was on its fashion...