I hate rain

on fridays I have 4 classes back to back. I dont know what I was thinking when I made my schedule last spring. I basically criss-cross back and forth across campus on my bike going crazy.

So its my luck that the last three fridays, it has been raining.

I dress in my normal jeans and a t-shirt and throw on a zip up hoodie. I flip the hood up and go out to get my bike. It raining decently heavy and my bike seat is wet. I unhook my bike, wipe off the seat so i don't get a wet butt, and off I go.

It turns out that the rain is coming straight at me as I ride off. The wind is in my face and I am not happy. there are putholes and puddles everywhere and I try to avoid them
Theres this thing called a "Wet skunk trail" when its raining and you ride your bike. Its from the tire spraying water up onto your butt. I try to avoid getting it, but after awhile, my legs are tired from peddling into the wind and from the gym the other day.

Finally, i get to my building on the other side of campus. I hook the bike up and head inside. I hit the bathroom first to check out my skunk trail. Its a doozy. I also have a nice wet patch on my inner thigh in the back. Obviously, i missed a spot when i wiped my seat clean. grrr. i take my sweatshirt and tie it around my waist to hide the wet butt i now have. Don't i look hot now.
I climb up the three flights of stairs to my class, panting and wheezing because i am THAT out of shape. There is an elevator, but i dont take it. I get upstairs, still breathing pretty heavily and head to my class.

Its dark, the lights are off and there is no one there. hmmmm. I sit on the bench outside of class and check my watch. 10.15, class starts in 5 minutes. Another girl shows up, we talk and she decides to leave at 10.21. i stick around, a couple people come, peek in the class, than leave.

hmmm.

I'm thinking I missed something. I wait until 10.30, then give up, aggravated and pissed that i have a wet butt for nothing. I go back downstairs, my legs already yelling at me cause they're tired and I ride all the way back to my dorm. I get back and I look at myself in the mirror.

The entire seat of my pants are soaked. I'm angry. I change pants and relax before my next class.

A couple minutes ago, i rechecked my e-mail which I checked before leaving this morning.

One message.

from the TA who was supposed to be there at 10.20.

It reads: Dear class, i won't be there today. Sorry this is so late. Hope no one had to ride their bike or walk to class today! -Walt

Ha. what kind of crazy person would do that?