Yesterday i sat down in class, annoyed. because it was my last class before the weekend. annoyed, because the chair was more uncomfortable than usual. annoyed, because there was another student sitting too close. annoyed, because I loath that class with every fiber of my being and annoyed because I had just written a midterm and felt entitled to go home.
It's funny how fast annoyance can become anxiety when you over hear another student confirm that our term papers were due that day; a little fact that I was completely unaware of.
funny isn't the right word is it.