While I was on my way to lab, I noticed this car parked horizontally across an alley, and I was like, "wow, that's rude," but then I saw that the entire front tire had been shredded. I mean, it looked like it had exploded, which is possibly what happened. I didn't have time to examine it, as I was driving, but when I came back after lab I had to stop at the stoplight and could look at it a little longer. I don't know what the person ran over, but wow. I guess the alley just happened to be the easiest way to stop, but I would have thought they could have pulled a little farther forward. At least the car wasn't totally blocking the way. I have no idea if it's been towed yet, I'd assume so, but it's kinda funny how I only go that route if I'm going directly to the hilltop from the apartment, which I only do on saturdays. Weird.

and just so you know, lab was terrible. I think I'm doing ok, but I didn't get out until quite late, and I feel really bad. It's probably going to reflect on my grade that I left late so many times. Boo. And of course, our paper is due a few days after our last test (not the final, but the fourth test). Of course. Just the luck.

I just have to keep telling myself, just a few more weeks. And there are some bright spots in there, like the Kingdom of Heaven premiere, parents' anniversary/Kate's birtday/friends in town/et.com turning 3 but there's two tests and a paper. Sigh. Still feel crappy.