Dear Murphy

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Young Adult  |  House: Booksie Classic
There will most likely be SOME foul language in this, hence the PG rating. If it goes any further than that, I'll come back and change the rating.
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This is just a short story about Lauren Alexander, a young woman with horrible luck who decides to start a letter journal to Murphy's Law because of its seeming affinity for her. I may turn this into a series if it works out well enough.

I'd love your comments, so please leave them!

Submitted: August 18, 2008

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Submitted: August 18, 2008

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This journal belongs to:

Lauren Alexander

10:50 PM/August 18, 2008/Monday

Since Murphy's Law seems to be so utterly fond of me, I've decided to address this brand new journal mom gave me to said law. Personifying a law may seem strange to you, but if you knew this one as well as I do, you'd feel like you should be on a first name basis, too. Here goes.

Dear Murphy,

So, today was my first official day as a college sophomore because I took the summer off this year, and it was a Hell of a first day, if I do say so myself. I thought it was going to be a great day when I got to my 9: 10 AM class five minutes early, but I was really just getting my hopes up for nothing, there. The professor was about five minutes late, but he made up for it with his amiable personality. So, I thought, maybe things will be balanced today, for once. Boy, was I wrong. My Precalculus Algebra (I shudder even as I write it) class A) is an internet-enhanced course, which I was completely unaware of, and B) is on the second floor. Stairs and I do NOT get along because not only can I fall down them, but I can trip up them, as well. Talented, I know. I managed not to trip on my way in, but I did fall on my way back down the stairs and twisted my knee pretty sharply. It didn't hurt very badly at first, but my heaviest course load is on the Monday, Wednesday, Friday part of my schedule, so I was carrying three text books and three notebooks, plus an expensive graphing calculator, and other various utensils. Fortunately, they were all in my backpack and didn't spill all over the place. Then, I went to my second class, the 10:20 AM American Literature class. That professor was punctual and quite nice, and was also very well-spoken, which I enjoyed. He gave us two reading assignments, though. Don't get me wrong, I'm an avid reader, and I love it, but the selections he gave us have thus far been mind-numbingly boring. He also told us what our midterms and finals were going to be on, so of course I'm going to stress myself out over getting those out of the way, as well as the two current assigned readings. We're also starting the research process on Wednesday, the second time the class meets! Don't get me wrong, I have no problem with research papers in general; I'm fairly efficient at writing them. However, I haven't really had enough time to get acquainted with the course material well enough that I would have any idea what I want to write a research paper on at this point! STRESS ALERT! I had a break from 11:20 AM to 12:40 PM for lunch, and had a taco, which in retrospect probably wasn't the greatest of ideas. Why? Well, because I was eaten alive with heart burn throughout my 12:40-1:40 PM Human Growth and Development class. One of my favorite professors is teaching it, though, so I was pretty exited about that (he's completely hilarious). We dove right into the first chapter, but I don't really mind too much. About three quarters of the way through class, though, the other shoe fell, so to speak. He told us that we need to pick out our research paper topics, soon. I have no idea what I want to write a paper on for that class either. More stress...lovely. Not only that, though, but we have to write the paper for his class in the APA format. I've only ever had to write papers in the MLA format. You can probably imagine that I'm freaking out about that pretty badly. After that, I went and helped my Mom at the school she works at until after five o'clock. One of her Quiz Bowl players wanted to be a smart aleck and argue with me about everything, which pissed me off royally. Then, Mom just had to send me on a grocery store run after that! I had to wait in line almost fifteen minutes to purchase all of three things, damn it! Then, after that, I realized that my car was OUT OF GAS on the way home, about the time it started sputtering and I had to coast into the gas station, to spend $50.75 on gas, which got me yelled at, of course. Once I finally made it home, I spent nearly two and a half hours trying to download the PDF instructions for logging in to the online part of my Precalculus Algebra class, but my stupid document reader kept giving me errors. So, I tried to download the update. Did that work? Of course not. It stalled at 90%, and I had to call my younger cousin to download it and read it to me. I was in tears by then. Still, with Renee's help, I was finally able to get that finished. Now, I'm just waiting for my sleep aid to kick in so I can get out of bed and to my 9:25 AM Principles of Biology II class tomorrow. Can't wait to see what you have in store for me tomorrow!

Feeling Sarcastic,

Lauren Alexander


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